Page 69 of The Gangster King

God, I’m insane. He kidnapped me. I’m his prisoner and here I am thinking I could fall in love with him.

Note to self: get therapy in California.

I have only a handful more days until my home is available.

Until all my furniture arrives.

Until I get my new identity.

And start a new life outside of the mafia world.

I have to do this.

Despite how I feel about this man, I will not be leaving with him tonight.

He leads me over to the railing and I breathe in the night air, smiling softly at the lights of New York City.

No matter the season, this place is spectacular.

Dante takes my chin in his fingers and as my eyes find his, I spot Nick and Jono in the shadows, giving us privacy.

“We need to marry. Soon.”

My eyes widen.

“What?” I’m too shocked to say anything else, but my brain quickly catches up. “If that’s your idea of a proposal, then the answer is no.”

Wow.

The arrogance of this man.

“If I’m to keep you safe, we need to marry. You know how this works.” His eyes are dark and intense as his fingers slide around my neck and into my hair.

“Dante.” I press my eyes closed, then catch myself. “I am your prisoner. I’m not...”

He pulls me against him, and I feel his hardness.

“I want to fuck you so bad. As soon as you are my wife, I’m going to sink my cock inside you every goddamn day.” He groans against my neck, then nibbles on my ear.

Think.

Work brain, work.

I press my hands against his chest. “Dante, stop.”

“You don’t want me to stop.” His lips run along my jaw and then take my mouth.

Goddamn him, he’s right. I don’t want him to stop as his tongue plunges inside and I feel my entire body blush with arousal.

My fingers curl into his jacket, and it’s my own sounds I hear in the night air.

“Marry me and be my wife, Addy.” Dante moans against my mouth.

He can’t be serious.

I pull back, panting, and my eyes roam his face. His Italian heritage gifts him with dark olive skin, a powerful jaw, and thick dark hair. Even his eyebrows are strong and dominant.

“You have wanted me all my life,” I say in the absence of anything else.