Brutal Prince: An Enemies To Lovers Mafia Romance (Brutal Birthright Book 1)

“Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.”

I can see her engagement ring, the rock almost tipping her hand over sideways. Jesus Christ, I think I just found the iceberg that sank the Titanic.

Yeah, fuck off back to your fancy little mansion. You wanna play at being a gangster? You’re just a bitch-ass politician. What’re you gonna do, rubber stamp us to death?”

‘Calm water doesn’t need more water—you need wind to move your sail.

“You’re mine, Aida,” Callum growls in my ear. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to touch you.”

Then he does something that surprises me.
He gets down on his knee in front of me, placing my hand on his shoulder for balance. He lifts my foot and slides the stiletto onto it,

“You’re mine, Aida,” Callum growls in my ear. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to touch you.”

I’m about to start the engine, but there’s something I can’t wait another second to do, either.

I grab Aida and I kiss her, tasting blood and smoke on her lips.

I kiss her like I’ll never let her go.

Because I won’t. Not ever.

I don’t grab her arm, because I can see how weak her grip is. I’m not dragging her down with me.

“I love you, Aida,” I say.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” she yells back at me. “You grab my arm, or I’ll jump in after you!”

“Neither would I,” I promise her. “I’ll always find you, Aida.”

She kisses me again, her lips chilly and trembling, but still the softest thing I’ve ever touched.