Heart of a Monster: A New Reign Mafia Romance by Shain Rose

Author:Shain Rose [Rose, Shain]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Greene Ink Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-06-09T18:30:00+00:00

17

Katie

I thought seeing Rome with Bastian would be easier.

He stood there in that boutique unscathed by my being there with another man. I was certain he had no true feelings except hate toward me after screaming at me to leave the bar.

Not that I cared.

Except that I did. Except that I couldn’t stop thinking of him sliding in and out of me, of how his eyes pulled me in, of how my body gravitated toward him and was repelled by anyone else now.

He was supposed to care a little too. We were supposed to be bound by our inability to bind to anyone else.

So I pushed every one of his red do-not-touch buttons.

“Get the fuck back in the dressing room and change,” Rome said in a low voice.

“What crawled up your ass?” I put a hand on my hip and waited for an answer.

“You’re purposely trying to rub me the wrong way today, Katie.”

“Maybe I’m rubbing you just the right way.” I winked at him.

One of his massive hands went to the back of his neck, and he pulled on it hard as he sighed up to the ceiling. Then he said, “Yep, I’m doing it,” to no one in particular and dragged me into the dressing room by my elbow.

I fought him. He fucking deserved it. “Don’t manhandle me, you big asshole.”

Mario shook his head as he walked away to confer with the saleswoman again. I swear, the boutique must have been used to our type because none of them batted an eye. I tried to stomp one of my heels into Rome’s shoe, but he sidestepped and threw me over his shoulder.

“No help?” I yelled over his back. “Bastian? After everything we’ve been through?”

He looked a bit wounded, but Rome said over his shoulder, “You come near us right now, I’ll step aside the next time a bullet comes your way.”

Bastian’s jaw ticked; I saw it. But he didn’t step forward.

Rome dropped me down in the dressing room, and I stumbled back into the wall. “A little overly dramatic?” I raised an eyebrow as I readjusted my sweetheart bodice.

“You’re out of control, woman.” His eyes were wild, wide with fury when normally all I saw was emptiness.

Good.

I was finally getting a reaction.

I crossed my arms over my chest, and his gaze flickered down for a moment. “Oh my God. It’s a dress, Rome. Can we get past it?”

“It’s a hook, line, and sinker dress. It’s a here-I-am-on-a-platter dress for a fucking event where you could die because of it. Pick something less in-your-face.”

“I like in-your-face.”

“Too bad!” I yelled. “I like you. They like you. The whole city likes you. Too damn much! We can’t keep you safe when you’re tempting everyone’s rage, everyone’s pride.”

“I can keep myself safe, Rome.” I smiled with extra smarminess. “But thanks.”

He crowded me into the corner of the fitting room, and his hand went to my favorite place—wrapped around my neck—so he could lift my chin and glare into my eyes. “You know every time you say that, I think of how easy it would be for me to snap your neck.

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