Page 68 of The Mastermind


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‘You get to come, but after we get one small thing out of the way,’ he rumbled.

‘W-what? Now? Y-you’re a fucking monster!’ My body couldn’t stop thrashing against its denied climax. ‘God… please!’

Surprisingly, he lowered his head and kissed me with gentle comfort. ‘Trust me, I’m ready to fucking blow too, but this needs taking care of.’

It physically hurt to be denied what my body desperately craved. But he’d locked me in place and since there was nowhere else on earth I’d rather be right in that moment, I sucked in a ragged breath.

‘First off, no more trigger-happy plans to bail the second things get hairy, understood?’

I blinked. ‘You can… y-you don’t get to dictate that. I have more to lose?—’

‘I can and I will. And we both have something to lose. But this isn’t up for debate.’

That savagery from before flashed across his face. A feral threat to anything and anyone who stood in the way of what he wanted. And it seemed, even in the face of danger and the insane risk of a terrifying fallout if our families found out,Iwas what he wanted. I was wrapping my giddy mind around that when he continued.

‘Run and I’ll find you. Resist and I’ll make you regret it. Especially since I have evidence right here that you want this as much as I do. Are we clear?’

I swallowed. ‘That sounds suspiciously like a threat, Cesare.’

His eyes darkened. ‘I’d prefer it not come to that. And I’d rather not waste time chasing you over something we both want.’

‘What if I like being chased?’

‘I’d much rather make any chasing required desirable instead of acrimonious.’ His head dropped and his mouth covered mine in a filthy kiss that ramped up my already heightened senses and reminded me of all the delicious inches buried inside me. I moaned long and hard like the slut he’d called me. ‘Say yes, Maddelena.’

I didn’t want to. For a thousand different,dangerousreasons.

He was the heir apparent, but for all intents and purposes, he’d already taken control of the Salvatore mafia empire. While I was a mere cog – sure, an important one because my skills ensured the money rolled in the right way and multiplied – but with my grandfather already making plans to snuff out what little freedom I had, my days as a free woman were numbered. Andthosedays would disappear completely if he discovered what I was truly doing with his enemy’s heir.

I shook my head. ‘It’s not that easy, Cesare, and you know it.’

His nostrils flared in displeasure. And fraying control. ‘If you haven’t noticed I’m very good at what I do. I’ll take care of the logistics,’ he said.

But what happened after we were done?

Would he throw me to the wolves, make our secret tryst public and leave me at the mercy of my father and grandfather? Blood or not, they would flay me alive.

But look where I was right now. I’d already steppedwaaaayover the line. In Bonafacio’s eyes, one sin was as egregious as a dozen. Whichever way I cut it, I was already doomed if he found out.

‘And how do I know you won’t throw me under the bus when this is all over?’ I felt a little horrible asking when he’d surprised me with the plan to thwart Stefano. But Cesare hadn’t lost enemy status despite the occasional bouts of consideration. Even kindness.

His eyes darkened and he looked startled, then offended. Evenhurt, and my heart lurched. But for some insane reason, his cock thickened inside me, making me gasp.

‘Because I told you you’re a shit liar.’ His gaze pinned mine with untamed intensity. ‘Do you still claim innocence?’

‘Yes.’

‘Then we don’t have a problem. You can take my word for it or not.’ He watched me for another short stretch. ‘Now let’sfinish our conversation, baby. This requires very little thought because it’s not even a negotiation. All it requires is a “Yes, Cesare.” Then this pretty, needy cunt gets to milk my cock to your heart’s desire.’

Caution scattered to the wind at the throaty promise. For, insanely foolish or not, I believed him that he wouldn’t betray me. ‘Fine. Yes, Cesare. Now get on with it, damn you!’

‘Until this thing ends, you’re mine. Anyone comes sniffing around you, you look at another man for longer than two seconds, and they will be put down like a fucking diseased dog, you get me?’

‘Yes.’ Maybe my response was too quick. Too willing. Whatever. My need reached breaking point five minutes ago. ‘Fuck me! Please, fuck me!’

Perhaps it was my imagination, but even as he let loose another feral smile, Cesare was shattering too. Certainly, the way his neck muscles stood out, his jaw tightly gritted as he started to piston in and out of me like a man possessed, said so.

Incoherent words babbled out of my mouth as I careened back to the precipice. ‘Please… Oh God, yes… right there… just like that!’