All Chapters of Kiss Me While The World Burns: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The heavy steel door slammed shut with a loud, ringing echo, locking Kany out in the main hallway of the precinct. Inside the small interrogation room, the air was freezing cold and smelled like old coffee. Victoria sat perfectly straight in a hard metal chair, her black designer suit completely immaculate despite the long flight from Sicily. Even through the thick, reinforced walls, Victoria could hear a massive commotion happening right outside. Kany’s loud, furious voice was echoing clearly through the ceiling vents. Kany was not staying quiet. She was out there screaming at the precinct captain and slamming her laptop down on a desk, demanding that the legal team be let upstairs immediately. The federal guards had to physically block the hallway to keep her from kicking the door open. Inside the room, Detective Ramona stood by the corner, a smug smile plastered across her face as she watched Victoria sit in silence. Suddenly, the interrogation room door swung open with a violent

Victoria stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned around slowly. Agent Kirk was standing at the top of the landing, clutching his leather briefcase. He looked completely sweating and rushed, his tie slightly crooked from how fast he had run out of the room. He walked down the stairs toward them, his boots echoing loudly in the quiet lobby. All the station staff watched him in total shock, wondering why a top international agent was chasing after a suspect. Kirk stopped a few steps above them, taking a quick breath to steady himself. "Please, Miss De Luca. Allow my team to drop you and your companion back at your office. We have a state vehicle waiting right outside the front doors. It is the least we can do to ensure your safe return to Luxore." Victoria looked at him for a long, quiet second, letting him worry about whether she would say no. Then, she let out a soft hum and nodded her head. "Okay then. Lead the way, Agent Kirk." Kirk looked incredibly relieved. He quickly si

"Goodnight, Kany," Victoria rolled her eyes as the elevator doors closed, finally dismissing her friend for the night.Ten minutes later, Victoria was standing outside the front doors of the Luxore tower. The night air was cool against her skin, and the streetlights were glowing brightly against the dark New York sky. Just as Giordano had promised, a private luxury sedan was waiting right at the curb. The driver quickly opened the door for her, and she slid into the warm, expensive-smelling leather interior.The car drove deep into the heart of downtown Manhattan, turning down a quiet, cobblestone street that felt completely removed from the loud traffic of the city. They pulled up to a hidden Italian restaurant with a small, glowing sign. The entrance was covered in beautiful green ivy, and a host was already waiting outside to greet her."Miss De Luca? Right this way, please," the host said, leading her through the warm, candlelit dining room and out toward a private garden patio at

The elevator doors flew open with a loud chime, revealing the empty, concrete parking garage. Giordano didn't waste another second. He marched straight down the aisle toward his customized, matte black sports car. He used his foot to hit the automatic sensor under the bumper, and the sleek gull-wing doors swung upward like wings.He placed Victoria carefully into the low leather passenger seat, tossing her handbag into her lap before slamming the door shut. He sprinted around the front of the car, jumped into the driver’s seat, and pulled his door down.He hit the engine start button. The massive V8 engine roared to life with a terrifying, deep growl that shook the concrete walls of the garage. Giordano slammed his foot onto the gas pedal, and the car launched forward, the tires screeching loudly against the smooth floor as he tore out of the garage and into the city streets.The drive to his private estate was a blur of pure speed and adrenaline. Giordano drove like a man possessed,

"Don't you dare come," Giordano ordered harshly, his voice a commanding rumble against her ear as his fingers pumped ruthlessly inside her slick heat. "I'm not done with you yet."Before she could even process the command, Giordano pulled his wet fingers out of her with a distinct, wet snap.Victoria's silver-gray eyes snapped open in protest. Standing directly over her, Giordano brought his hand up to his mouth. With his dark eyes locked straight onto her flushed face, he slowly and deliberately licked his wet fingers clean.The raw, possessive dominance of the gesture made Victoria’s heart rate instantly spike in pure excitement. A heavy jolt of heat shot straight to her lower stomach, making her breath catch in her throat.Giordano saw the reaction, and his dark eyes flashed with satisfaction. Before she could speak, he caught her by the waist and tossed her onto the large, leather lounge couch sitting in the center of the dark foyer. She landed face down against the cool leather.