Vito: Strip Search

By C. Davis

Vito Caruso, a loyal soldier to Angelo Valentino.
Cold and heartless. A cold-blooded killer. Family means everything to him. Protect his King, no matter the repercussion. Until her, the feisty woman he captures by the order of his King. She’s a crucial witness to a murder. The longer he’s around her, the more she makes him feel. Mixed-emotions bubble to the surface. Makes him want her. She sees him for what he truly is. A poor soul tortured by his demons. A darkness looms over him, making him seem like a beast. But not to her. She sees his secrets. His truths. Knows he’s in love with a woman he can never have. This saucy brunette makes him question where his true loyalties stand. Family is forever, but her, she is what he craves. What he needs. It’s either them or her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: C. Davis
• Release date: Sep 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463264447

C. Davis

I'm currently reside in Oklahoma and have a passion for writing. I enjoy reading a good erotic romance novel also.

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Vito:

Strip Search

Corrupted Angels #3

By

C. Davis

Vito Caruso, a loyal soldier to Angelo Valentino.

Cold and heartless. A cold-blooded killer. Family means everything to him. Protect his King, no matter the repercussion.

Until her, the feisty woman he captures by the order of his King. She’s a crucial witness to a murder. The longer he’s around her, the more she makes him feel. Mixed-emotions bubble to the surface. Makes him want her. She sees him for what he truly is. A poor soul tortured by his demons. A darkness looms over him, making him seem like a beast. But not to her. She sees his secrets. His truths. Knows he’s in love with a woman he can never have. This saucy brunette makes him question where his true loyalties stand. Family is forever, but her, she is what he craves. What he needs. It’s either them or her.  

Chapter 1

Vito

Fucking Angelo.

Damn Vivianna.

Just fuck them both.

I tracked the brunette to one of Angelo's clubs and watched her from the corner of the room. She glanced around her surroundings until she locked eyes with me. Her eyes widened and darted towards the back.

Hell no, sweetheart.

You're not getting away from me.

Getting up from the chair, I blew out a harsh breath and followed her to the back of the club.

Stupid fucking girl, I whispered as I stepped into the room.

She backed into the wall, her eyes glistening with fresh tears. I walked towards her in a predatory stance and gripped her arm. You have to come with me.

Please— The frantic woman whimpered and closed her eyes.

My fingers wrapped around her neck as my voice demanded. Look at me.

P-please, I didn't tell the police anything.

Smart girl, but you still have to come with me. My boss wants to see you.

Let go! She cried.

I leaned in and inhaled her scent. Fear and the smell of her sweet perfume invaded me. My lips grazed her neck as she struggled to break free. Her hips bucking against my cock caused it to stir.

I squeezed her throat and growled, Careful, or I might have to fuck you before I kill you.

She only fought harder, causing me to go completely rigid under the zipper. She whispered, Go ahead, do your worst. Hurt me. Kill me. I don't care as long as you make it quick.

I reached into my jacket and pulled out my gun. Cocking it, I pressed it against her temple. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice, sweetheart.

Fuck. You.

I smacked the side of her head, knocking her out and grinned as she fell into my arms. Hard way it is then.

Chapter 2

Vito

I watched the girl come to and moan as she opened her eyes. She struggled against the rope, wildly looking at her surroundings. I stepped into the light and gave her a sardonic grin. "I tried to do it the easy way, but you just had to be difficult.

Let me go! She demands.

What's your name?

Go to hell. She spat.

I've got orders to question you. Now, tell me your fucking name, girl. I growl.

No.

Brandi Mitchell, is it? I know that's not your real name. I did a Nationwide search and got nothing. So, tell me your name. Your real one.

My name is Sabina. Sabina Romanov. She whispered.

I narrowed my eyes, my gaze darkening. You're Russian, but seem to hide the accent very well.

Stronzo! Let. Me. Go.

And, knows her Italian very well.

I grabbed the roll of duct tape and tore off a piece. Slapping the tape over her mouth, I smirked. So nobody hears your screams.

With her being Russian causes problems. A complication. But I also couldn’t deny that she made my dick hard.

Stop it, Vito.

She’s the enemy.

I dialed Angelo, but he didn't answer. The mother fucker was probably fucking Matteo's sister. I frowned, making the girl raise a brow.

Okay, you being Russian changes things. I'm going to have to give you a strip search. You going to cooperate?

She nodded.

I untied her and gestured to her clothes. She ripped the tape off and screamed. Fucking asshole!

Strip, I demanded.

What?! I'm not going to get naked.

Sweetheart, do you want to do this the hard way? Take off your clothes and put your hands on the wall. Legs spread. Spread your thighs, sweetheart. I'll be gentle.

My cock swelled as I watched her spread her thighs. Her hands laid flat on the wall, making me groan.

She turned her head and smiled. Are you going to search me, or eye-fuck me?

Storming across the room, I grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back. What did you fucking say to me?

Vito, what the hell are you doing? I told you to question her, not fuck her, Angelo said coolly.

Boss? I tried to call you, but you didn't answer. I muttered.

Angelo curved his lips, mocking me. You could have come to my room. By that time, I'd already finished with Vivianna.

I clenched my jaw and released Sabina's hair. I turned to him and muttered. I didn't want to disturb you.

I didn't want to hear her moans.

To hear her beg him to fuck her harder.

Are you sure that's the reason?

Yes.

He pursed his lips and glanced at Sabina. Put your clothes back on. I need to have a chat.

Sabina frantically put her clothes back on and stood there nervously. Angelo stepped forward and studied her. What's your name?

Good luck, boss.

Sabina Romanov.

Angelo jerked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes. She's Russian?! And a fucking Romanov at that.

Vito, did anyone see you take her?

No.

I want her guarded at all times. She doesn't leave your sight.

You can't be serious!

Dead serious. he turned to Sabina, I need to know what you saw or heard.

And then, you'll let me go? She asked.

Sorry, but it's too risky. You will be safe here.

Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she whispered. You can't tell anyone about me. I-I'm—

You're what?

I'm not supposed to be alive. She breathed out.

I won't tell anyone, but I need to know about the murder.

About Carmella?

Did she know her?

She nodded, She helped me escape them and got me a new identity. I think that's what got her killed. I ran as fast as I could until one of your men kidnapped me.

Angelo's eyes darkened, Did you fucking know Carmella was missing?!

No, I didn't, since I'm not the one who fucked her.

Watch your tone.

I flashed a fake smile and bowed. Of course, boss.

I've got a new job for you. Your new mission is to protect Sabina at all costs. If she dies, it would be chaos.

Sabina muttered, Great.

Vito, take her upstairs to your room. She'll be staying in there with you.

She gasped in disbelief. Me with him?! I can't stay there. He just tried to give me a full-body search. I even thought he was going to violate me.

Don't flatter yourself, I'm not into that. If I fuck you, it will be consensual.

I gripped her by the arm and stormed up to my room. I shoved her to the sofa and said. Rule number one, do as I say.

What's the other rules?

Rule number two, see rule number one.

Fuck you.

Don't curse, I don't like it.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Sabina taunted.

Watch your mouth, sweetheart. Go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. I'll get you some clothes.

Who's Vivianna?

I gripped her chin harshly and squeezed, None of your fucking business! Now, go get cleaned up before you piss me off anymore.

You're in love with a woman you can't have. She whispered.

I dropped my hand, You know nothing.

I know more than you think.

Go. Shower. I hissed through clenched teeth.

Sabina sighed and went into the bathroom, leaving me angry. I was pissed at the girl. Sabina had barely been here twenty-four hours and already had me wound up. Not even Vivianna made me feel this uptight.

Knocking on Vivianna's door, I watched her open it and smile. Vito?

I need to borrow some of your clothes. I have a guest.

Her eyes widened, You have a woman over! That's great news.

Yes, I told her half the truth.

She picked out a few outfits and thrust them in my arms. If you need anything else, just ask. I can't wait to meet her.

I nodded and made my way back to my bedroom. I stepped inside and froze. Sabina was drying herself off and. It was wrong, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. It wasn't until I lowered my eyes, stopping at her lower back. Fine lines littered her skin.

She widened her eyes as she turned around, meeting my gaze.

I tossed the clothes to the bed and muttered. Sorry, I'll turn around so you can get dressed.

Chapter 3

Sabina

I could see the darkness in his eyes as I asked him about Vivianna. The pain in his eyes when the name escaped my lips. So much anger radiating off of him when I stated that he was in love with her.