Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Catherine, her arrival pulling my full attention.
She was even more beautiful than I’d remembered. Two days had been too long.
With a determined look on her face, she entered the room just like the queen she would soon become.
“I need a few minutes then we leave for our visit with Russo.”
“Yes, sir.” Jarvis motioned to the other soldiers, only my brothers lingering as she approached.
All three were studying the interactions with the two of us. I wasn’t certain what they were looking for.
True love?
There was no such thing.
After greeting her, they finally left, leaving Catherine standing only a few inches away.
“You’re breathtaking,” I told her.
“And you’re still an arrogant bastard.”
“At this point, I’ll take that as a compliment.” I moved closer, my cock reacting immediately.
“That’s the only one you’re going to get.” She pressed her hand against my chest as if doing so would prevent me from getting any closer.
She should know better.
I took her hand in mine, bringing her knuckles to my lips. Her audible shudder was sweet music.
“If you think that’s going to work, you’re wrong.”
Her voice was husky and I studied her eyes as I rolled my lips across her fingers. The slight moan was a good indication I hadn’t lost my touch or my control over her.
Even though she felt it necessary to fight me. Her insistence she meet her birth father hadn’t surprised me. Nor had my initial denial, but if there was one thing she deserved, it was to be allowed to confront the man who’d taken advantage of her mother.
And maybe Russo would understand how many lives he’d affected with his act of lust.
“Then how about this,” I growled.
She stiffened when I captured her mouth but yielded to me as before. There was no denying the rush of need or the passion we shared. On this morning, she tasted of peppermint and a hint of her favorite hazelnut coffee.
I’d learned as many things about her as possible, including her favorite foods and beverages. Why? Because she was still my obsession.
She arched her back as soon as I thrust my tongue inside, her soft mews exactly what I needed to hear. As soon as I pulled away, she rubbed her thumb across my bottom lip.
“It wouldn’t bode well for you to be seen wearing lipstick.”
Her sweet breath cascaded across my face, the scent of her desire almost derailing the tight plans I had for the day.
Devouring her would come later after business was conducted.
A trap laid.
“Perhaps not. Are you certain you want to do this?”
Her eyes lit up as she took a decided step away. While her attire was somewhat conservative, her choice of a flaming red suit indicating power was a perfect selection.
My sweet angel wasn’t in the mood to take any shit.
