Sold To the Grizzly Don (Alcee and Bruno) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

His kiss to her forehead was soft and reassuring.

“No. I genuinely wanted my parents to meet you and our son. You are important to me Alcee. I am proud you are going to be my wife, and he is our boy. I want to scream it from the rooftops. I know all of this is moving fast but there is no doubt in my mind we are meant to be together for life and our life includes my parents and my sister. I knew I needed to relocate them the minute my hunch was right, and Corrado sent a crew after them. It was inevitable. The plan has been all along when they make the play, my family get put on a plane secretly and brought to America without anyone knowing. I could have put them in any number of safehouses anywhere in the city. I wanted them with us because we are a family and I knew in my heart of hearts my mother was going to love you, and my sister was going to need you.”

“You think Lorita needs me?” Her lips twisted as she felt shy asking the question

“I think Lorita needs to be surrounded by strong women who know their worth, Alcee. It made my heart sing to hear you with her. I cannot wait to watch her in a room with you, Susana, and Amal together to see how strong women support each other the way you three do. It will be good

for her

“Ch.”

He reached his hand out, grimacing at the dirt under his nails and sighed dropping it away instead of touching her as he wanted, “I need to get cleaned up and get this shit off me. Then we are going to go back to bed and talk some more.”

“Back to bed? Torq it’s after five. You told me you usually go to the gym and then to the office. I need to get Antero up in under an hour to get him ready for the day.”

“Antero isn’t going to school for the foreseeable future. You will not be going to work.”

“Why?”

“Can we get cleaned up first and then talk? I really do not like having this fucker’s DNA under my nails.”

She made a face, “I guess it’s a fair complaint.” She stepped out of the shower, rifled through the linen closet, and came back with a battle.

“What is that?”

“An astringent skin cleaner. When I was unpacking one of the boxes from my old place I found it in the bottom. We got dressed up for Antero last year for Halloween and they colored my skin a green color because he really wanted me to be an alien. This is the shit which took off the paint they covered me in.”

“He went out for Halloween?”

“No. Jesus, no. He would melt down like it was nobody’s business to do such a thing but be still wanted candy and so we got dressed up and gave him a little party at home.” She dumped some into his hands, “lather it up. Amal was pissed because it actually caused the glue from her nails to dissolve, and she lost most of her manicure.”

He made a face, “this shit burns.”

“Try rubbing it all over your face, however it takes everything off. Use a good moisturizer after.”

“I feel like I’m being punished.” He grimaced as the liquid entered a small cut in his hand

“You have a cut.”

“It’s what I get for swinging a blade around like a maniac.

“You swung a blade?” The question came out far more judgmental than she intended.

“Do you want the grisly details?” he gave a chuckle as he rinsed his hands out in the handheld sprayer for her to rinse off

“I kind of do if it was to that mother fucker Andreas.” She looked him dead in the eyes, “Torg, he told he would cut my baby from my belly and force me to be his wife. I hope it was painful.”

“Initially,” he grabbed the soap and scrubbed himself far more roughly and vigorously than she did, “I was intending only to make it quick and be

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done with it because I wanted to come home. However, sonse information came to light during our discussion with Andreas and his brother Gian Maren, which really pissed me off and I needed to release a fair amount of aggression. It also helped to loosen Andreas” lips far better than the truth serum worked. It’s incredible what kind of information a man will spill when you hack off his cousin’s head right next to him.”

“You took his head off?” she stepped back wide–eyed. “Torg!”

“Andreas” cousin called you the Mariani whore. I removed his tongue from his mouth, but it didn’t feel enough.”

“Who the hell are you?” she was in awe standing there staring at him.

“Your fiancé and your protector. I will not tolerate any man disrespecting you. It is a death sentence for them.” He rinsed his body off and then quickly washed her down too in the event anything he’d dragged into the shower managed to get on her and then he hosed her off too.

“My father disrespected me, and he lives.”

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