Possession and Obsession

with the sounds of a celebrat

his nerves like sandpaper. These people were celebrating as if this was a

e lined with crystal glasses and polished silverware. Morettis and Carusos sat side by side, fa

inst the table as his father,

un

eers echoed ar

irked. Uni

ly poised, hands folded on her la

that silk dress and pushed in front of

hosting over her ear. "You look lik

t react. But he saw the

u?" she murmured, tak

"I'm just wondering how lo

dark eyes locking o

at you're okay with this. That you're just another

espond, but before she could, her fa

ite the talk of the city these days. Rumor has it you handle

e table f

every single stare. The silent ch

tensed b

before taking a sip. If Moretti thought he

glass down. "I'm sure you'd rather ask the men

huckles echoed

Brutal, even." He tilted his

gaze, unfazed.

in the roo

ore finally chuckling, the sound dark and pl

ina muttered under her breath, ju

smi

ics, but the tension remained. Moretti had just made one thing cl

He had noth

adition,

had to dance together in

ded his hand. Her fingers barely touched

led her closer, his other hand resting o

"No? That's not wha

had a sharp tongu

nd slow, but the air betw

ttle. A power strug

moved. "You're a killer. A man who doesn't hesitate

slightly on her waist. "An

chin up slightl

mirk

her, she wasn't just fighting

hated that mor

ou here?" he as

tly. "Because I

her voice. Something

r?

ent

se, but Valentina didn't wait. She stepped back, slipped out of his grip, a

just made him

aning against the railing, star

k away from me lik

turn around. "Why? Wor

ser. "I just don't l

gh. "Then you're going

the stone railing. The cold night air did noth

he said after a moment. "It's a deal.

es filled with something unreadab

turned. "That's al

exactly what she expected. Then

st time, she di

t looke

Domi

zed he wasn't the only one t

leave, a shadow mov

scles

there, his f

" he said flatly. "Do wh

act. She didn't eve

tared ahead, shoulders squared, a

did. He c

on't think this marriage makes you fam

, old man-I'd rather burn

led darkly an

back to Valentina, s

d if this marriage was going to co

uld cost hi