Hugo knelt in front of me again, his fingers tracing a path along my jaw. “You’re a beautiful little thing,” he said, his tone mockingly soft. “Maybe I’ll keep you as a pet and prisoner after I dump Dario’s body in the street.”

I glared at him, my voice steady and defiant. “I’m already Dario’s prisoner, Hugo. And I only serve one master, and that’s Dario. I’d rather die than serve an old man with a rusty pipe between his legs.”

The words barely left my mouth before his hand struck my face, the force of the blow knocking me onto my side. Pain exploded in my cheek, blood dripping from my nose and lips.

Hugo loomed over me, his face twisted with rage. “Careful, girl,” he hissed. “That rusty pipe will fuck you right in front of your lover before I kill him. That’ll be the last thing he sees before he rots in hell.”

I stared up at him, hatred burning in my eyes. I would rather die than let this man in between my legs. Dario would come. He had to.

90 days with my billionaire ex

When I dragged Sonia outside, my patience was already hanging by a thread. My grip on her arm was firm, and I didn’t bother hiding my irritation. She didn’t resist, but her silence carried that same smugness that made me question why I’d brought her here in the first place. 


As soon as the cool air hit us, I let her go, turning to face her. “You’re here for one reason,” I said sharply, keeping my voice low but firm. “The mission is just as important as Katy’s safety. I didn’t bring you here to stir up a fight.” 


Sonia shrugged, her nonchalance making my jaw clench. “Relax, Dario,” she said, brushing imaginary dust off her sleeve. “Stop being so serious. I was just teasing her.” 


“Teasing her?” I repeated, my voice dropping an octave. “You call that teasing?” 


Her lips curled into a smirk. “It’s between us. Family stuff. You wouldn’t understand.” She cocked her head, her tone turning mocking. “You’re nothing but a—” 


Someone who can get Close