He yanks my head back by my hair and his other hand jumps to my throat, sending liquid heat surging between my thighs.
I arch into the movement as he drags his tongue over my shoulder, then bites it with a pressure that claims me as his.
“I like seeing you squirm,” he rasps, his breath hot against my neck. “Obey me.”
Kingston’s chest brushes my spine, every inch of his body a tempting presence behind me. His grip on my hair tightens for a beat before he releases it, fingers trailing down the length of my spine, leaving a shivery trail.
“Keep going.”
He steps back just enough to allow me the freedom to play, but when I try to remember the notes, my mind goes blank.
His hands find their way around my chest and he plucks my nipple.
The sudden shock of pleasure sends fire through my veins, and the made-up melody goes off-key. He doesn’t stop, his touch confident and controlling, taking me to a place where I’ll fully surrender.
I spin around to face him and lower the instrument, my breathing all over the place.
He steps into me, his gaze dark and knowing.
"Ah, my wife doesn’t want to play anymore?" he muses, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "What is it you want now, Livvie? Tell me, what’s more important than pleasing me?"
His fingers graze the side of my neck, his voice dropping lower as he continues. "Go on, show me what it is you think you deserve."
I look up at him, my breath shallow, and for a fleeting moment I let my gaze soften, unable to hide the way I’m drawn to him.
He leans in, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he whispers, "I feel it too."
His words carry a weight of truth, something sacred that only he and I share.
The change in his demeanor happens in an instant and his dominance returns with a different kind of intensity. Our gazes lock, his control still there, but now it’s edged with a darker desire.
"So, what is it you want, Livvie?" His voice drops lower, a challenge loaded with a demand. "Tell me. I’ll give it to you, but only if you ask for it."
I take a shaky breath, lust and fear warring as I stare into his eyes, vulnerable and open.
"Maybe… we could run away from all of this," I whisper, setting the violin in its case on the floor. "Just you and me, somewhere far away from hitmen and orders. No more games. Just us."
For a fleeting moment, I think he might agree because his expression softens, and a flicker of something I can’t place passes across his face.
But then he lets out a low laugh, a sound full of dark amusement and authority.
"I’d love to give you a happily ever after, Livvie." His breath is hot against my skin. "But the truth is… I run New York. And that’ll never change. Not for you, not for anyone."
Without warning, he scoops me up into his arms, his strength taking me by surprise as hecarries me to the large window. He sets me down, positioning me in front of it, my palms flat against the cool glass.
His hands guide mine apart, and his bare feet nudge my stance wider. The silence that follows is heavy, suffocating, until I hear the sound of him lowering his shorts, the fabric rustling in the stillness.
"You’re my wife," he says from behind, not touching me in any way. "The only woman who gets to stand beside me. While you look out at the city I own, I’ll remind you that I own you, too."
He steps closer, his breath a heated whisper against the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"I’ll fuck you with nothing but panes of glass separating us from New York, Livvie, and when you come apart on my dick, you’ll understand the power I have… and the power you have over me."
“What do you really want from me?” I glance over my shoulder, catching the sight of his messy hair, tousled from when he’d pulled off his cap and ran a hand through it. “Your family doesn’t trust me… and I can’t help but wonder if you don’t either.”
“No more questioning this shit. No more doubt about your place in my life. You’re mine, Livvie. So, how about we see how far this goes, yeah?”
His hand slides to my throat, securing me in place as he leans down from behind, lips brushing my earlobe. “You’re going to take all of me like a good wife should. Understand?”
