Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly

The Past
This day had been an absolute clusterfuck. Losing two men to those fucking
bikers was bad enough. Losing them because we had a rat was worse. I wasn’t
sure who he was, not with certainty. Many things pointed to Andrea. He hadn’t
been at Christmas dinner two days ago, but he was supposed to watch Gaia
today.
It was close to midnight when I entered our home, expecting everyone in bed
as usual. Light streamed into the foyer from the living room. Following it, I
found Daniele on the sofa playing on a small tablet, his brows puckered in
concentration. I went over to him. “Why are you still up?”
“Can’t sleep. Uncle Andrea gave me this.”
“Where is he?”
“Upstairs with Mom. They’re playing.”
He didn’t even look up, completely mesmerized by the colorful screen. It
was exactly why I hadn’t wanted him to have one of these things.
“Playing?”
Daniele nodded distractedly. “Yeah. Uncle Andrea gave me this to play too.”
“Stay here and keep playing,” I said firmly and walked toward the stairs,
drawing my gun. I crept up the stairs, making sure I didn’t make a sound.
In front of the door to Gaia’s bedroom, I stopped, listening. Behind the door,
someone grunted and a woman cried out. They weren’t sounds of torture.
I shoved open the door. It smashed against the wall behind it.
Fury slithered through my veins at the sight before me. Gaia, my heavily
pregnant wife, straddled her half-brother, both of them naked.
My wife was fucking her half-brother.