Chapter 6
Gio
I stretch out on my back on my bed in my boxer briefs and listen to the sound of the shower running in the master bath.
I’m an asshole. Maybe I’ve always been an asshole pretending to be a decent man.
Maybe I just never thought about it much before.
I’m still pissed over how Marissa sees me, which is stupid. Who’s to say I’m not that man? I’m a Tacone.
I can take what I f*****g want.
I don’t have to ask permission first.
Marissa Milano is gonna learn that tonight.
The thing that’s killing me is that it would still be so easy for me to let her off the hook. Accept her apology and send her home with cab fare. But she wants this.
Own me, then, Gio. I’ll never f*****g forget the throaty sound of that cry. Or the way it felt to fully claim her.
I’d never tell anyone, bu
