Reno Gabrini: For His Lover (The Mob Boss Series Book 14) by Mallory Monroe Page A

always had each other’s back.
    And when they came, they both shuddered.   Reno poured into her and she felt the
release.   He did everything to
accommodate her, and she did everything to accommodate him.   Each wanted the other one to enjoy the moment
the most.   Each wanted the other one to
gain the greatest advantage.   It was, for
Reno and Trina, the very definition of love.

 

CHAPTER ELEVEN

 
    She struggled to get there.   She had been this close to saying no.   But now that he was naked and on top of her, and now that his penis was
pushed up into her as if it was stuck there, and now that she was opening her
legs wider to receive all of him, there was no turning back.   And as he fucked her hard, Val knew she
didn’t want to go back.   She was loving
this.   She couldn’t say she was in love
with him, but she loved what he was doing to her.   He was older, he was big, he was exactly what
she craved.
    And he was good.   He
made love to her the way she wanted it to be.   And he did her for the longest time.
    But just as she was about to cum; just as he put his mouth on
hers and began to kiss her as he fucked her, the door to the cabin was kicked
open.
    Kapper Cole, still pumping his ass off, turned to see what on
earth had happened.   For some reason he
assumed it was the wind.   For some reason
he assumed the wind had blown the door wide open.   But when he saw an assault rifle coming in
with the wind, his heart panicked, and he rolled off of Val quickly, to take
cover himself.
    Val screamed as soon as Kap rolled off and she saw the rifle
too.   She quickly began moving back on
her ass until her back was against the headboard, and she clutched the sheets
against her naked body as if they held the power to stop a speeding bullet.
    But before she could even look beyond the barrel of that gun,
shots rang out.   She ducked her head and
curled her body as one, two, three, four shots were fired, and then she lost
count.   Because she screamed in one syllable
screams with each of the first four shots, and then there was a continuous
scream.   But they were at Kap’s hunting
lodge well off the beaten path.   Screams
were just forest noise out there.
    Val could see Kap’s body being riddled with bullets.   She could see his body bouncing with every
hit.   And it was all so surreal to
her.   It was like watching a movie that
she wanted no parts of.   But the bullets
kept flying.   One after another one.   Straight into Kap.
    It was only after the rifle was empty, and there were no
bullets left, did she realize who had perpetuated this heinous crime.   And even when she saw who, she still couldn’t
believe it.   The smoke had cleared, Kap’s
body was no longer jumping with every hit, and the cold night air was rushing
in behind the gunman as if it was disturbed too.   Her heart stopped hammering and dropped
through her entire body when she saw the gunman’s face.
    “ Jimmy ?” Terror and
amazement were in her eyes.   “ Jimmy ?” It wasn’t possible!
    But it was true.   The
gunman was Jimmy Gabrini.   Her
husband.   And he was just standing there,
holding the smoking gun.
    “What have you done?” she cried.   “You emptied that rifle in him.   You killed him, Jimmy!   What have you done?!”
    Jimmy continued to just stand there.    He stared at her nakedness.   He stared at her fear.   He stared at the betrayal her very presence
confirmed.   Then he looked at her dead
lover.   Her lover !
    And he lifted his rifle again.   She was wrong.   He hadn’t emptied the chamber. He had one
bullet left.   Just one.   And he wasn’t going to miss.
    He stared at her, as if he needed to see her for the last
time, to remember her, and then he pointed the rifle at her.
    “ Jimmy, no !” she
cried, as she covered her head and tried to get away, but only managing to bump
against Kap’s bloodied body.   She
screamed even more hysterically at just the thought of lying against a