“But you can’t tell me the other things, the details?”
“Sadly no.I need you to trust me.I need to talk to some people, get more information and deal with a few situations.Then, perhaps I can tell you, but I will find out who just tried to run us off the road by the end of the day or heads will begin to roll off their fucking bodies.”
“And you mean that in the most literal of ways?”
He sighs heavily.“You expect me to answer that, right?Do you really want me to, or would you prefer to stay in the light, rather than be dragged into the darkness that is the reality of my life?”
My hand glides over the grip of the gun.“I don’t know how much I’m in the light, with my family history, but I’ll give you a pass on answering the question.”
He smirks.“A pass huh?”
“Only because you gave me a weapon to defend myself, or us, if it were necessary.You weren’t going to just let me die without any defense at all.”
“I think you’ve proven that if you were going to hurt me, it could have easily been done in my sleep, or in a variety of creative ways, no?”
“It’s not like I wasn’t thinking about it at one point.I just couldn’t find any Drano to put in your drink.”That gets a fully deep-throated laugh.“Kitten, you’re showing your claws.Better to keep them reined in until we know who we’re fighting, and we’re married, then you can let them come out any time you want to at all.”
Massimo keeps his eyes on the road and navigates the traffic before taking the off ramp towards the quieter area just past the city as the sun begins to go down and the horizon turns pink.The beauty of the estate as it comes into view is only marred by the high wrought iron fencing which surrounds it like the fortress it is.The guards open the gilded cage and let us through, watching with curiosity as the future boss drives his own car with the enemy sitting at his side.“It’s pretty here, too, but I really do think I’ll like your place on the Atlantic better.Minus all the bars and gates.”
Massimo takes my hand.“Everything is going to be okay.There’s a lot to sort out, but once it’s done, we will be together and you will be my wife, kitten.”
“You forget that I didn’t lose the bet, and don’t intend to cave in to your more than handsome and wicked charms.”
He grins.“You’ve proven to be quite adept at accepting my pleasure without giving me what I want.I plan to overcome that little issue tonight.”
My mouth gapes in feigned surprise.“Tonight?I think you’ve had quite enough for a while, sir.”
“You haven’t even heard what I have in mind.You may like it.In fact I’m counting on you liking it so much that you give me my way and scream my name.”
I exhale a deep breath.“I won’t.”
“You will, kitten.It’s just a matter of time.”
“Just how do you plan to make me do that?”
“I have a lower level with some extremely pleasurable implements that I will introduce you to, one at a time, while you are naked and chained to a cross, completely at my mercy.You will scream my name.”
I barely get the words out through the lump in my throat and desire coursing through my veins.“I won’t.”
He pulls along the circle drive and stops in front of the door.“First, I need to discuss some things with my father.Who seems to have invited himself here,” he says, pointing to the long sleek limousine parked just past the house.“Why don’t you go shower, and then we’ll meet for dinner.The dress I had Elsie lay out for you this evening.I wouldn’t wear panties, they will only get in the way.”
24
Massimo
My little kitten thinks I’m playing, but while I am, I couldn’t be more determined to have my way with the beautiful, dark-haired beauty.One way or another, I am going to make her mine, but I don’t want to force the scream from her beautiful lips.I want to hear it as a question, her begging me to take her, to make her mine.
Fuck, I’m so long gone.I want her to want me as much as I want her.My jaw locks tight as she hastens upstairs to shower, and I head to the great room where I already know my father will be.His red face tells me everything I need to know.No need to explain anything to him because his ears have already told him, so now it will be me listening to what he knows and thinks I should do in retaliation for just nearly getting killed.A strong drink is in order to endure this shit.
I pour myself a scotch from the crystal decanter before folding myself into the leather sofa across from him.He’s not ready to talk just yet though.He’s going to let those dark eyes assess and try to intimidate me before he starts.I should tell him that his trick stopped working before I hit the age of fourteen, but instead, I give him his moment and take another sip of my drink, keeping my eyes anywhere but on him, at least until I’m ready.
When I look up, his level stare dares me to look away.I give him a nod.“You heard about the attempt on my life?”
His eyes darken.“We’re in the middle of the shitstorm of our lives.This is your doing, Massimo.Did you think there would be no repercussion for strutting that little tart in front of the world?That her father would allow you to soil his daughter without a response?”
My hand tightens on the glass, willing myself to stay calm and controlled when I feel anything but.“Two things we should get straight right now.I am not the one who has been fucking anyone who pays me the slightest attention for the last five years, father.Desiree wants no part of this charade that you and her father have cooked up, and neither do I.She has done everything in her power to embarrass me and our name any time she’s out of sight from her father and her father’s soldiers for any amount of time.”
“Says you!”he roars.“That’s fucking convenient when you find someone else you want to stick your dick inside!”
