Wrecked: An Instalove BBWMafia Romance (The Ruined Trilogy) by Nichole Rose

Author:Nichole Rose [Rose, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Rafe

"You okay, tesoro?" I ask, holding Amalia as close as I can get her. She's quiet in my arms, her body plastered to mine. I'm not sure what she's thinking, but she hasn't let me go once. I'm taking that as a good sign. She couldn't get rid of me now even if she tried. Hell, even before I made love to her, what's left of my soul was hers to claim.

She owns me, mind, body, and soul.

But being inside her…. Either God believes I'm worthy of redemption or he wants an eternity in hell to hurt as much as possible. Because that was as close to heaven as I've ever been. If she's not a sign of salvation…if I'm destined to an eternity in hell without her in punishment for my sins, it'll be the worst torment he could have engineered.

"Yeah," she says, her voice soft and sweet. "Just thinking."

I smile. Of course she's thinking. That brain of hers never stops. She's a little tiger cub, constantly testing her boundaries, endlessly curious about her surroundings. Not even when sated is she tame. "What are you thinking about, tigrotta?" I ask, running my hand down the curve of her hip. My dick twitches, already eager for another round. "How you'll try to run away tomorrow? If my hot pink walls will look better with glitter or no glitter? What new ways you can shock my men?"

"Diego's my foster brother," she whispers, shocking me this time. She hasn't spoken a single word about Diego Butera since I brought her here. I haven't asked her about him either. She vowed not to tell me about him, and I promised myself not to make her break that vow.

My hand falters on her hip.

"Alvise Butera adopted me when I was ten. After Alvise died, Diego raised me."

"Tesoro," I murmur, distressed on her behalf. "You don't have to tell me this."

"I know. I just…I just wanted you to know who he is to me," she says, turning slightly so one mocha eye peeks up at me. "He's my family."

"You were in foster care?" I ask instead of telling her that Mattia and I already worked out her connection to Diego for ourselves.

She nods. "I grew up in a group home."

My heart clenches. "What happened to your family, tesoro?"

She hesitates for a moment, something shifting through her expression too quickly for me to read. "They died," she says, her voice remote. "In a fire."

"Jesus," I whisper, pulling her closer. For the first time, I let myself consider exactly how much she stands to lose here. Diego is her brother, the only family she has left. If I kill him—when I kill him, I'll be taking the last of her family from her.

My stomach twists. No part of me finds pleasure in this thought. No part of me relishes it. If Diego's death hurts her…mafankulo. For the first time, I realize just how fucked this entire situation is. We're rats in a maze, and the walls are caving in on us.

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