MILO
“You’re lying.” It slips out before I can catch it, and Leone’s gaze snaps to mine.
“Care to elaborate?”
Even after all these years, there are lines you don’t cross with Leone Pressutti, and that is calling him a liar. He can bluff his way around a table at the casino. Even now, I doubt he realizes he is in denial. He is many things including a monster, but he has always been a man of his word.
“Nothing,” I deflect. Leone wants to possess her and dominate her because he’s terrified of feeling anything real.
“s**t!” I groan as Fallon presses into me again, her hand stroking me, and the raw need nearly buckles my resolve.
“Easy, Milo,” Leone muffles a laugh, as he watches my little dance of restraint as I try to move away from her, only for her to move closer.
“She’s going to be
