Coveted: An Alpha Male Romance Read Free

spinning.
    To mask the treachery that was brewing in his mind, he giggled. “You shot him, huh, Baby?”
    And I had to giggle too. “Yes, I did.”
    “Good girl. Just like Daddy taught you.”
    I squeezed my legs together to fight the pulsating feeling that his words encouraged. Gosh. Five years and that never gets old.
    “I’m on my way home.”
    “No, baby,” I immediately told him. “I’m fine. Really.”
    No response.
    I tore my head away from the pillow and peered at the screen. Naively, I would have liked to think that I lost my signal, but I knew better. He’d hung up… and he was on his way home.
    Fuck .
    Rocco de Michele
     
    Two things scared me in this world; someone hurting my children and someone hurting Baby. We hadn’t had kids yet, so every day I lived to protect Baby.
    I wanted to fly the fucking private jet myself.
    “Remind me to take some goddamn flying lessons,” I snarled.
    My cousin, best friend and right hand man, Gabrielle chuckled, but when I glared at him under my low riding fitted cap, he quickly straightened up.
    “Gabe, I swear, if there is one hair out of place… if there is one curl that’s now straight… I’m killing him with my bare fucking hands.”
    Gabe, now as serious as I was, asked, “Who could this be? Who do we have conflict with? The Baldi’s? The Donati’s?”
    “No one,” I answered at a loss. I fucking hated feeling lost. I was never lost. “We don’t have beef with anyone.”
    “Apparently we do,” Gabe remarked.
    “Apparently.”
    I spent the rest of the plane ride in silence, but, my mind was racing with questions. My heart beat rapidly, fighting images of this son of a bitch putting his hands on Baby.
    Baby; she was everything to me – everything . I couldn’t imagine my life without her. The fact that someone had tried to make that nightmare my reality was fucking with me as I rode shotgun in my truck while Gabe sped down the Dan Ryan Expressway.
    “Look, Roc. I’ll look into this tonight and I’ll call with any info I come up with, first thing in the morning. It’s been a long week. Go on in and spend some time with Baby. I’m sure she misses you.”
    She did. As I glared out of the window towards our house, I could see her mature, curvy figure and curls peering out of the bedroom window. Just the vision of her shadow convinced me to set aside the murder scheme for the night and get to what was mine.
    I don’t even think I told Gabe goodbye before I left the truck and took such full strides to my front door that I had reached it within seconds. The door seemingly unlocked for me and it felt as if I flew up the stairs.
    For days, I couldn’t wait to get back to her.
    I needed her.
    But now she needed me and I couldn’t take that feeling.
    “Daddy,” left her lips in a sigh of relief as she met me at the bedroom door. She was dressed in one of my tank tops, so her ass fell into my hands as she fell into my arms.
    “Are you okay?”
    It felt like she was melting into me. Her face was buried into my chest, so I took her face into my hands and lifted it so that I could look into her beautiful brown eyes.
    “I’m fine,” was what she swore to, but I could feel her shaking in my arms.
    Instantly, she awakened my heart. Even after five years, I was still getting used to it. All of my life I had been an emotionless man, but the moment she was in my arms, all that changed. At first, I never used my heart, and now my heart wouldn’t let me lose this beautiful woman that, even at 5’6”, had to stand on her bare tip toes to introduce her lips to mine.
    “I’m okay,” she repeated. “I promise,” she breathed into my mouth. “I missed you.”
    She knew she was my weakness, and she was using that to calm anger that she knew was brewing beneath my skin—and as always, it was working.
    I would have much rather spent every hour finding the motherfucker that made her feel anything but happiness, but at the moment I didn’t mind showing