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.Everything just fell into place when they pushed himinto the club.It was a quintessential safe ground or so the Luciano s thought.When Tomaswent missing, the family went into protective mode, but they couldn t tell anyone outside ofthe family.With the fight coming up, they thought the situation was perfect.Little did theyknow they had a madman on their hands. And Wiley killed Tomas. He did in a rage.Wiley called Louis and told him that he was going to kill the rest ofthe traitors in his life before hunting him down like a down and cutting his dick off forsiring Tomas. Shit! Dane winced. Why call you?Steele smiled and remembered the old man s words.We have a winner.Make himsafe. He wants you to fight. What? You have to be kidding me.  No, he said it, but in truth, he couldn t allow Wiley to continue.He knew I was theonly one that could get to him and maybe to out maneuver him. What happens to the family now? I don t know, Steele breathed.His heart ached from the understanding of whatTheresa went through and what might happen. And Sophia?Steele sniffed, fighting the bubbling fury. We ll talk about it later.Let s get you somemedical attention. He moved to climb of the couch.Dane wrapped his hand around Steele s arm. Whatever it is, we ll get Sophia back.Ipromise you that.For some reason just hearing the words from the man meant more than any he dheard in all his life.He d never had a family and how he craved one.Nodding, he smiled. Come on.Let s get you settled.I need to take care of business. Grieve. What?Dane cupped his chin, dragging it in front of him. Over Brice.You did care.You didlove him. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across Steele s.And in that beautiful moment, Steele lost it, breaking down for the first time inyears.**** Are you sure you want to do this? Steele laughed. I mean, are you healthy enoughto do this?Dane gave him a dirty look and shuffled his feet back and forth. Do I look healthy toyou? You look like a feast on a silver platter but that comes later.Yes! But why fight? Youdon t have to. Don t you want to win? The damn contest?  Yeah, the damn contest. Dane eyed Steele and grinned.Granted, his arm hurt fromthe gash and his body from the past two weeks of being pummeled, but he wanted to dothis.For the first time in his life, he had a purpose other than just trying to die. I wouldn t blame you at all.We ve all been through some serious shit in the last fewdays.From his perch at the back of the bar, Dane eyed the hungry crowd as they pulsedagainst the stage, swaying to the heavy metal music.Most already drunk, the bets werehigh, the crowd wall to wall and the doors were open allowing the outside world in. We renot going to go down without a fight. Grinning, he took one last swig of his drink as Brutustook center stage, grabbing the mike. Don t get hurt.Dane gave him a mischievous look and licked his lips. Not a chance. He saunteredtoward the ring, his arms raised. And now& welcome& the& Ital& ian.Stallion! Brutus roared and the crowd wentwild.Dane eyed his opponent and while the man was formidable, he knew he could takehim.Or at least he prayed to God he could.Stepping into the ring, he enjoyed the wild reverie until the hulking monster kickedhim in the kidneys.And then he unleashed the brutal beast he never knew he had. Kill him! First punch!Dane followed the leers of the crowd, throwing jab after jab and even as the largerman tried every tactic to take him down, Dane was faster and hungrier.Swing after swinghe avoided, dancing around the ring and boxing like he did when he was in college andwhile the man connected, driving Dane back into the ropes more than once, he came outfighting every time. Take him down! The Italian Stallion! Do it, boy! This time, the cheers only fueled the fire that burned within him and as Dane caughta quick glimpse of Steele watching, worrying, he swung, giving the brute the final punch [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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