WARPED VANITY ( BL)

CHAPTER 14

Porsche chewed slowly then swallowed. “It’s was a shock at first. The Theerapanyakul doesn’t have the best reputation.”

  I huffed. “They are monsters.”

  “The monsters in my family hurt me. I haven’t experienced any kind of humiliation or pain in bangkok,” he said firmly.

  “Still. I was already nervous on my wedding day. I can’t imagine how it must have been for you.”

  Porsche shrugged. “What about your fiancé? What kind of man is he?”

  “He’s Underboss of Ayutthaya.”

  “That doesn’t answer my question ... or maybe it does.”

  “I didn’t know him very well,” I said when vegas stepped outside. “But I have every intention of getting to know Danilo better once I’m finally married to him.”

  vegas gave me a hard look. “I’m sure he’ll be a delight.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “He is.”

  “I’m taking pete for a walk around the property,” he said to Porsche. he nodded and he turned to me. “Come on.”

  Despite my annoyance at his commanding tone, I stood, glad to move my legs. Vegas eyes scanned me from head to toe as he led me past the pool. “porsche got you clothes.”

  “I need to workout,” I said, ignoring his comment. “I can’t sit around all day. I’m going crazy. Unless that’s what you want, you need to let me run on a treadmill.”

  vegas shook his head. “No need for a treadmill. I run every morning at seven. You can join me.”

  I allowed myself a quick scan of his body. Of course he worked out. His body was all muscle. I knew he and his brothers were into cage fighting and running was a good way to improve your stamina. “That sounds reasonable.”
Vegas mouth twitched. “I’m glad you think so.”

  “What did you demand of my uncle for my freedom?” I asked him after a while.

  “chingMai.”

  I jerked to a stop. “That’s ridiculous. My uncle won’t give you any part of his territory. Even my father wouldn’t give up his city to save me.”

  vegas smile darkened. “I think your father would gladly give me his city if it were up to him.”

  I swallowed. I didn’t want to think of my family. Not when vegas was watching me closely. I’d cried enough in front of him yesterday. “You know Dante won’t meet your demands.”

  vegas nodded.

  “Then why make them?”

  “This is a game of chess, Angel, like you said. I need to bring my pieces in position before I strike.”

  vegas sounded so awfully sure of himself, it made me worry that maybe he’d really win in the end.

  I turned away from him and continued walking. “I’m surprised Luca Vitiello agreed to your plan. I used to think the Famiglia was honorable, but apparently they are stooping as low as the Theerapanyakul 'snow.”

  vegas touched my shoulder and pulled me to a stop. “Tell me, Pete, what’s the difference between an arranged marriage with Danilo and being my captive?”

  I stared at him incredulously, but before I could deliver a reply, he spoke again.

  “You didn’t choose Danilo. You will be given to him like an unwilling captive and the ring around your finger will be your shackle, the marriage your cage.” His dark eyes held triumph as if I couldn’t possibly argue my defense. My eyes darted to the ring around my finger. Its sight didn’t hold the same pride and excitement it used to.