7 Nights With My Step Brother's Rival

windows of the Moretti Tower, blurring the New

y. It felt like the air had

Just listen to m

ging into the plush carpet. She felt small. Every piece of furnit

n sitting behind

ck of documents with a heavy fountain pen. The scr

Ice King. His dark hair was swept back perfectly, and h

e was a low, melodic growl that made the hair on her

o do it. The investment went south. He thought he

r twenty years. Our father's heart won't take that. Pleas

grey. They stripped her bare, cataloging her fear, her d

"Your brother didn't just lose my ten million. He gambled

s a hollow shell, Si

She knew things were bad, but she didn't

know," she

playing the big shot while he dragged you

ith the predatory grace of a panther. He walked

was masculine and overwhelming. Sienna wanted to step back

Sienna. I have plenty of my own," h

want? Why did yo

of her damp hair behind her ear. The touch sent a jolt of electri

y. He was the man who had spent

orth anything," he murmured. His gaze dropped to her lip

eat up. "I'm not a pie

even closer, forcing her to tilt her head back to look at him. "Here is

it. You give me total access to your

h hitched. "An

papers dropping all charges. Julian walks free.

you belong to me. You aren

haic and disgusting. But as she looked into Dante's eyes, she d

was a dark, simmering sec

have any woman in this city. Models. Ac

ething that looked like old, bitter pain cros

ain. "He's spent his whole life taking things from me. Th

en he realizes I've had y

just a tool for his revenge. A

monster,

s of amber liquid. "Maybe. But I'm the monster who can keep your brot

ith a suitcase, the deal is off. And I'll ma

ught of her father, whose health was failing. She t

hands on her, and a traitoro

" she whispere

want every inch of you, Sienna. No holdouts. No fake

her over the rim of the glass. He was so s

she was walking toward a guillotine, but she ha

her voice tremblin

e said it made her skin flush. It

ad. She didn't look back. She made it all the way to the elevator be

d she j

ith Julian. She found him in the living room, surrounded b

sked, jumping up. "Did More

greed in his eyes, the weakness. For a s

r in this position. But she knew Julian. H

llow. "He said he'd reconsider if I... if I wor

re a lifesaver. I knew he had a soft spot for you. Just

ll bag. She didn't take much. A few changes of clot

ill shaking as sh

had to go away for a short business trip.

r that led to Dante's personal penthouse. The lobby was empty

doors opened, she was standing in a hallway that ope

ed. Soft jazz played

s waitin

d loosely at the waist. His chest was bare, showing off a landscape o

g at his watch. "You have five

oice barely a whisper. She

top until he was so close she could feel the heat radiating o

ing your clothes

was massive, covered in black silk sheets. On the nightstand sat

nearly stopped.

r back was against his chest. He leaned down, his li

rted. And Rule Number

nd gripping her waist with a possessiv

I ask you a question.

the teeth parting felt like a roar in the quiet room. The dress

He didn't touch her yet. He just looked, his gaze

I remembered," he rasped. "It's a

s from the nightstand. The cold

nd your bac

said seven nights. You did

tal surrender. I said my rules. If you walk out that door n

e. The fear was there, sharp and cold. But there was something else, to

ound and placed her h

her wrists. The sound echoed thro

l," Dante

ilk sheets. As he climbed over her, pinning her down wi

e! I know you

voice. And he

his, handcuffed to his rival's bed, it wouldn't matter

he bedroom door, then back at Sie

d, his thumb grazing her bottom l