Skating Towards Danger: A Mafia Hockey Romance – Dante’s Book (Mafia Hockey Series 2)

I quickly run outside of the arena looking around knowing that fucker most likely wasn’t alone and I know I only got him in the stomach, my main focus being Paige meaning he may have called for backup.

“Momma…,” Paige rasps repeatedly in pain as she hangs over my shoulder, her breathing shallow and my anger towards Rocco intensifies because this could have been avoided!

“You can’t fucking tell her it’ll set her back!” Rocco screams at me before he grabs his gun and holds it to my head completely fucking himself over knowing you don’t point your gun at your Don’s second let alone his blood brother, but I don’t flinch. Instead, I cross my arms over my chest and raise a brow while Roman comes and stands next to me.

I asked Rocco and Tyra to meet me at my parent’s house because he needed to be updated on what was going on. He’s been in the dark, and to be honest, he hasn’t even contacted me to see how Paige is doing.

He thought everything would be alright, but it was not. The Cartel wants her dead, Dad confirmed that after we informed them that Paige was married to a Italian Second.

Tyra is currently sobbing on the chair while her husband holds a gun to my head.

“You don’t get to make that decision any longer, Rocco,” I state firmly, “She’s an adult and has a bounty on her head. They’re trying to bullshit that Peter accepted their offer despite us having proof he didn’t, they don’t even want her hand in marriage anymore, they want her dead for her father’s apparent disrespect.”

Rocco scoffs, “It’s not disrespect, and besides, it’s Houlis who can’t let go. His son Jose is happily married and doesn’t even want to take over from his father. Last I checked, he tried to kill him and got banished. We can handle Houlis, and Paige can stay in the dark like her father wanted.”

“She needs to know, even if we can kill Houlis, she has to be told,” I remind calmly, and Rocco’s face reddens until I say, “She’s my wife, Rocco,” and he stills, his arm dropping in shock as Tyra gasps.

A wife can’t go into the mafia world without knowing about it and he is well aware of that. There will be times I come home covered in blood, either my own or an enemies.noveldrama

Roman continues from me, “The only way for them to leave her alone was to marry her to Dante, my second. He didn’t even hesitate. He signed the paperwork and got her to sign it, and we sent the notification to Houlis, but she’s still in danger, and she needs to know the truth. He’ll want revenge, and you know we can’t do fuck all until he starts something first. Our alliances will stand by us if he commits an act of treason which we all know he will because he’s pissed that Peter, and then I, declined what he wanted, but he has to act first.”

Rocco holds his gun up to me again and growls, “You married my fucking niece without her blessing? What, you thought you’d fuck her, take advantage of her knowing her past believing she was easy when all I asked was you to watch her?! She’s fucking unstable, Dante and you’ve used her mental health against her, fucking assaulted her basically!”

My demon pulls at me as everyone freezes at Rocco’s accusation.

He knows me, he watched me grow up, and he has just accused me of basically raping his niece.

Mother fucker…

I act quickly. I knock the gun out of his hand with my left arm, then punch him in the face hard. He stumbles as Tyra screams, and Roman quickly grabs the gun the fucker held at my head, and I point at a pissed-off Rocco and snap, “I’m fucking in love with her. She is my one, and I won’t lie to her any longer. I won’t keep her past from her as you have,” I shake my head, “I get it, at first you needed to save her, she wanted to die, especially when she blamed herself for not being able to save Royal, still blames herself,” Tyra sobs harder while Rocco’s eyes widen – Yeah fucker, I know about her baby brother.

“I didn’t take advantage of her fucker, I fell in love with her. I was willing to hang up my skates for her and become Roman’s second full time just to keep her safe, and now, to do that, she needs to know the truth. She needs to know what happened was always going to fucking happen, and you are not going to stop me,” I growl and shake my head, “She’s, my wife so buckle up or fuck off!”

“Dante,” Roman says, his voice echoing through my car speakers as I spin away from the arena.

“I’m heading to yours,” I state, picking up speed as I change lanes and look in my mirrors, and curse, “Three black cars and two gray SUVs are gaining on me. Where the fuck is backup, Roman?!”

“Momma, Daddy…,” Paige mumbles, and I curse again.

“Backup is one minute out,” Roman confirms, “I see you Dante, speed up and I’ll cut them off.”

“Fuck’s sake, big brother, don’t get yourself killed, Morgan will skin me alive,” I groan but do as he says knowing Paige’s safety has to come first and pick up speed, and he snaps, “Just get your fucking girl back to mine.”

Gunshots echo, a few bullets ping off my car, and Paige screams, “No, Daddy!”

I look behind quickly to see her covering her head, her body shaking in the footwell, and I black out, my rage overflowing me.

“Fuck she’s having a flashback!” Roman growls, but I ignore him and quickly swerve to the right side of the road, driving toward traffic, and he shouts, “Fuck Dante, put the fucking demon away!”

“Maybe fuckers shouldn’t have frightened Paige and my demon wouldn’t come out,” I mutter as more bullets ping off my car, and without a thought, I pull the hand brake and lock the wheel, spinning and causing Paige to scream louder before I put my window down and hold my gun out of it, pressing the trigger several times. All it takes is one bullet to hit the tire of the gray SUV, and it explodes.

The gray SUV swerves before hitting the wall and flips into the road causing two of the black cars to hit it, and I quickly put my arm back in, pull the handbrake and spin the wheel again then drive back into the left lane, and pick up my speed.

Roman comes up beside me, gives me a nod, and I look in the rearview mirror to see David behind. I sigh in relief and quickly look behind me to check on my girl, and my heart hurts.

Paige is curled up on the floor in a ball, sobbing.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Dante, incoming,” Roman’s voice echoes.

I look forward and see two gray SUVs driving towards us, and I narrow my eyes.

“Bring it on, mother fuckers!” I grunt, and Davids’s voice echoes, “Fuck me, they’ve woken the demon, men back off a little bit unless you want to be in the crossfire.”

I chuckle as a few of our cars swerve to the opposite side of the road and change gear, then pick up speed, keeping in line with one of the SUVs. I see the guy’s eyes widen in shock, and without a thought, I put my arm out the window again, my gun firmly in my hand, and pull the trigger once, twice, three times at his front tire, knowing their cars are bulletproof, just like mine.

The tire explodes, and the fucker swerves into the other SUV, crashing them both out, and I quickly bring my arm in and swerve to miss the crash, then pick up speed.

“Let’s get back to mine, I’ll get Dad to call the commissioner to clear this mess up,” Roman says as David laughs, “And that is why you are taking over as Roman’s second.”

Twenty minutes later, I skid in front of Roman’s, and Rocco rushes over to my car. But before he can open the back door, Dad thankfully stops him knowing I’ll knock the fucker out if he goes near my wife, and I climb out as he snaps, “I need to make sure my niece is okay!”

I point at him and sneer, “You should have fucking told her years ago who she is, who her family was. She fucking knew she was being watched, Rocco,” his eyes widen, and I scoff, “She thought it was me despite feeling a bad aura but would have known it wasn’t if she was more aware of what was happening.”

Glaring his way, I quickly rush around my car and open the back door before Paige’s sobs hit my ears.

“Little fairy,” I whisper as I gently lift her out of the car, then move her and carry her bridal style towards the house.

“Royal…,” She sobs, and Rocco flinches, but I ignore him and carry my girl into the house and snap, “Roman, get fucking Rafael on the phone, it’s time to take Houlis down. The fucker has declared war going after Paige.”

“Fuck,” I hear my brother mutter, knowing my demon is loose, and I’m ready to start shooting every Cartel member.

No one fucking hurts my girl, fucking no one!