Enzo
Sera's submissive behavior only lasted as long as it took me to get her off of Luigi's property. As soon as we were far enough down the street near
where I'd parked the car I'd rented under a fake name, she yanked her hand from mine, turned, and ran down a side street.
I cursed under my breath and took off after her, catching up to her easily and lifting her into my arms. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" I kept my voice down, and so did she as she struggled in my grip.
"Let me go, you son of a bitch!"
Turning her in my arms, I threw her over my shoulder and stalked back to the car, keeping a watchful eye for any nosy neighbors. Luckily, it was late enough that most people were settled in for the night. Which was good for them, because if any man wandered out of his house and saw Sera running down the street practically naked, I'd have to kill him just for looking at her.
She pummeled me with her fists everywhere she could reach. When I got tired of it, I slapped her hard on the ass. She froze in shock, but only for a moment before she started in again. "Jesus fucking Christ." I started to jog down the street, and she was forced to hang on or bounce off my shoulder. I smiled when I felt her clutch the back of my shirt.
When we reached the corner, I stopped and checked the surrounding area. All seemed quiet, but just in case, I pulled my gun from its holster and clicked off the safety. Adjusting Sera on my shoulder, I hurried across the street to the car, my eyes scanning the area for any sign of Luigi's men.
I'd left the doors on the rental unlocked. Opening the driver's side, I dumped Sera into the car and climbed in after her. I kept a tight hold on her wrist, just in case she got it into her pretty head to jump out the other side, and reached over the steering wheel to shift it into neutral. Leaving the headlights off, I took my foot off the brake. The car started to roll down the hill.
Sera used her other hand to try to pry mine off of her wrist. "Let go of me! Let me out of this fucking car!" Now that we were out of hearing range, she had no qualms about letting me know exactly how she felt.
"Stop it," I ordered. We didn't have time for this shit. She could be mad at me once I had us both somewhere safe. We reached the bottom of the hill and I let go of her to start the engine. But first, I locked the doors. And just in time. As soon as I released her, Sera lunged for the door handle just as I threw the car into drive. She was fast, but I was faster. Before she could get the door open, I grabbed her by the back of the neck and hauled her back over to me. Holding her tight against my chest, I pressed a kiss to her forehead as she tried to shove me away. I couldn't fucking believe she was here beside me again.
My hands were shaking, Sera's curses and protests fading into the background as the full realization of what I'd just done crashed over me.
I'd just killed Luca's father.
I'd just killed the boss.
This wasn't my plan when I'd driven over here. Originally, I'd just wanted to make sure she was okay. I'd left my dress shoes in the car and climbed onto the roof outside of Luigi's room. I'd wanted to reassure myself that she was okay. Luigi wasn't a gentle man, and he had little respect for women.
That's what I told myself. But in truth, I was a masochist. I'd known when I'd turned her back over to her father that she would be sold to the highest bidder. I'd fucking known it. And I'd done it anyway. Because I was a son of a bitch who was too fucking afraid to love her. Because I wanted her to be safe. And I knew she wouldn't be safe with me, not as long as she wanted out of this life.
Luigi would never let me out. And as soon as he saw that Sera was a distraction to me, he would take the one I loved from me again. So, I'd given her up to keep her away from him, and the whole thing had blown up in my fucking face.
I was scared of what I would see when I climbed onto that roof.
Instead, I saw my girl rise up like some kind of pissed off goddess and go after him, and I was so proud. And relieved. Until he raised his belt and beat her down.
That was all it took. Before I could think about what I was doing, my fist went through the window, making a hole, and then another, until the opening was big enough that my body took out the rest when I dove into the room and rolled to my feet. After that, there was no way in fucking hell I was leaving her there with him.
"Are you okay?" I asked her. I glanced down. Her curvy legs were completely visible through the non-existent gown he had her in, and my cock grew stiff. "Sera?"
She'd finally tired of trying to get away from me and was now sitting tucked into my side with her arms crossed over her chest, her face turned away, holding my jacket close around her. "I'm cold," she muttered.
"Turn on the heater. Right there." I lifted my chin toward the console. I would do it myself, but I didn't trust her not to jump from the vehicle as soon as I let go of her. And being that we were now on the highway, I couldn't allow that to happen.
"Where are we going?" she asked as she cranked on the heater.
"I don't know."
Right on cue, my cell vibrated in my pocket. I ignored it.
"You can let me go."
"So you can jump out of the car?" I laughed, but the sound held no humor. "No."
"I'm not fucking suicidal, Enzo. And my back hurts sitting like this."
Immediately, I released her neck, remembering how hard Luigi had hit her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."
My phone vibrated again. Just once this time. With a side glance at Sera to make sure she wasn't going to try anything, I pulled it from my pocket and checked the screen. It was from Luca.
Answer your goddamn phone.