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My Angel: The Vitelli Men. Available for preorder on Amazon Kindle. Release date: December 25th Chapter 37 Copyright 2025 © by Candice Zan Excerpt Sam’s arms are ripped away from my shoulders before I can even process what’s happening. Dominic’s imposing form looms in front of me, his body is a wall between us. His broad back blocks Sam from my view. “What the hell, man! What’s wrong with you?” Sam blurts, startled. Snapping out of my stupor at my husband’s sudden appearance, I step aside—only to see Dominic clutching Sam by the collar. “Keep your hands off my wife,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous. “Dominic! Let him go. Now!” My command falls flat against the stone etched in his face. He refuses to release his grip; his eyes are locked on Sam with a murderous promise. Sam, either unfazed or oblivious, doesn’t grasp the danger. Only when I seize Dominic’s arm does he finally let go. His gaze drops to my hand on him, then rises to meet mine. The heat in his eyes makes me flush. We’ve shared looks like this before—but they never meant anything to him. Realization hits like ice water. The memory reignites my anger toward Dominic, hardening my heart, shielding me from those smoldering eyes. I yank my hand back—as if I’d been burnt. We study each other in silence. Sam notices, clearly amused by the exchange. Instead of outrage at being manhandled by my estranged husband, he grins—thankfully Dominic isn’t inclined to show off his blade tonight. The fool has no sense of the danger Dominic poses. He only smiles, boyishly handsome, like a clown oblivious to the threat. “So, Elle darling…” Dominic stiffens beside me, but Sam presses on. “…this is the missing husband? Hmm, you were holding out on me, darling.” There’s no doubt—my friend has absolutely no instinct for self-preservation. “Sam, will you please stop.” He only laughs. “Anything for you, darling.” I bit my lower lip, fighting back another fit of giggles, and wrapped my arms around Dominic’s torso to keep him from rearranging Sam’s face. The gesture startled him—and to my dismay, it felt natural touching him again. My amusement vanished the moment my swollen abdomen pressed against Dominic. As if on cue, our child stirred. The sudden movement froze us both. Dominic’s hand lowered to my belly, his expression shifting to awe. The look unsettled me, confusing me, and my eyes burned. Why does he look as if he wants this? “I’ll leave you two now. Catch you later, Elle.” Sam’s voice snapped me back to reality. Somehow, I’d forgotten he was still there. “No! There’s no need—we have nothing to say to each other.” But Sam ignored me, strolling into our apartment building and leaving me alone with Dominic. The traitor. When I tried to pull away, Dominic seized my arm, dragging me back against his chest. His voice was low, unyielding. “We need to talk. Seems you’ve been hiding something very important from me.” “No, there’s nothing. You made your feelings abundantly clear. I refuse to be where I’m not wanted, so let me go—it’s late and I’m tired.” My voice was defiant as I tried to free myself from his grasp. I refused to be made a fool of again. The more I struggled, the closer our bodies pressed, the contact unsettling me. It only fueled my determination not to fall for his lies again. “It’s cold, Angel. Let’s go inside and talk.” “No. I’m not going anywhere with you.” “I’m not asking, Elle.” Rage flared. “Leave me the hell alone. You can’t tell me what to do anymore.” I’m pulled against him again. “We need to talk, Angel. I’m not leaving until we do.” “Fine,” I spat, grudgingly pulling away. But as I stepped toward the entrance, my foot caught. I yelped, arms flailing, bracing for the unforgiving sidewalk. Instead, Dominic’s arms closed around me. He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me up the stairs as though I weighed nothing. Despite my protests, he didn’t let me down. Click to preorder. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0G596H62B?ref_=pe_93986420_775043100

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