Page 63 of Ruined

“Why does he talk to you like that?”

Dominic stared at me. “Why so jealous?”

I swallowed hard. “I’m not. I just don’t like him.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell with the way you were crushing his windpipe.”

I raked a hand through my hair. “He shouldn’t have touched you.”

“I can handle myself, sweetheart.”

My cheeks flushed. “You didn’t stop him.”

“Well, you didn’t give me the chance.” He tutted, shaking his head. “I’ll have to warn my other exes about you.”

“So you dated him?”

He shrugged. “A while ago, yeah. He means nothing to me.”

“He meant enough for you to let him call youbaby.”

Dominic’s gaze softened, and it pissed me off even more. I didn’t want him to see how badly this fucked with my head. His fingers brushed my cheek, and I jerked away.

“Don’t act like you give a damn.”

“You drive me fucking crazy, and I still can’t get enough of you. Frank is nothing, but what you did back there? Christ, Luca, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

My heart pounded as his words sank into my skin.

“You would’ve killed him for me. God, Luca, that’s what I want. The anger, the jealousy, the madness. I want it all.”

My fingers twitched, itching to pull him closer. “You’re mine.”

“Prove it,” he said.

I grabbed his shirt and kissed him.

SIXTEEN

DOMINIC

Holy shit.

Luca’s jealousy was as toxic as a thermal cloud from a nuclear bomb, and I was here for it. The way he’d gone nuts on Frank had taken me by surprise. I knew he cared, but I didn’t realize how much.

He kissed me with what felt like years’ worth of frustration. I could feel his rage burning through his T-shirt. It was getting to me. My cock twitched at the sight of him so worked up.

Our lips broke apart, and Luca fisted my hair.

“Did you invite him over?” he snarled.

“What if I did?”

Luca’s eyes flashed. “Why would you do that?”

I shrugged. “Maybe I wanted to see how you’d react.”

“You’re an asshole.”