The plan had to change.
Angelina Baldi had to live in the same house I did, where I could see and talk to and touch her every day, where she could learn she was wrong about wanting to leave, where she could learn I was her home, the only one she’d ever need, and for that to happen, I had to do what I did.
You’d think it’d have shaken her harder, driven her away, sent her running like she’d intended. But you didn’t know her like I did.
I knew my Angel more than anyone. I’d watched her grow. I’d learned how her mind worked. I anticipated all her moves. That was why when Nicole reached out to me to ask me, beg me, to bring her beautiful sister and come live under my protection as I’d offered, I wasn’t surprised to the slightest. I was waiting and ready for it.
Underneath all Angel’s shyness and innocence lay fury, challenge and a secret affinity for vicious retaliation. Why else would my sweet Angel be so attracted to me after what I did to her fucking father?
As much as I loved that about her, her anger had always irritated me. So infuriatingly passive and always coming in the way. But I knew exactly how to use it. My Angel had been angry with me because she thought I’d abandoned her. She’d been waiting for my return, not only because she’d missed me but also to have her revenge.
With time, she got desperate. Leo and the transfer were nothing but cries for my attention even if they’d seemed to be quite the opposite. Now that she’d got it, she wanted more.
But on her terms.
In her mind, she believed I came and left as I pleased. She believed I could hurt her and she had no power to do the same. And she hated it. She wanted to be in control. She wanted her retaliation.
After she went home and cried her eyes out, squeezing my heart with every tear, she tortured me in her own way. She pleasured herself vigorously. Three times in a row.
I watched. I fucking watched. I took all the sweet torture she dished out until the very end. With her wet panties in my fist and the lingering feeling of her flesh against my palm, I listened to every plea, every moan. I memorized every arch of her body, every contraction of her face when she came over and over and over.
As if that wasn’t enough torment, my devious Angel had slept naked all night.
She’d never done that before, as if she’d known I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from going in and touching her when she was. But last night she did. To test me. To bait me. To torture me.
To bring me to my knees for what I’d done.
It’d have worked—fuck, my erection was the size of Texas, and my balls were screaming with the worst case of blue balls ever. I’d been driving all night as far as possible from her building so I wouldn’t fuck everything up and fall right into her tempting, destructive, decadent trap.
She’d have been in my arms now after I’d have made love to her all night and this morning some place where no one would have found her ever again.
Her plan would have worked—Oddio, I so fucking wanted to fall—if I hadn’t had a different plan—as much as I hated to say it, a better plan— that needed to anger her some more so she could do exactly what I anticipated her to do.
What I needed her to do.
The next morning, she caved. She went to Nicole and spilled our little secret; she told her sister everything.
Being the protective older sister, Nicole had no choice but to take me up on my offer. She didn’t lie to me or try to convince me it was the fear of Lanzas that changed her mind. She swallowed her pride and told me everything about what truly scared her. Abouthimas Angel called me. Even a proud girl like Nicole knew I was the only man who could protect them.
Fromthe psycho stalker creep.
I wasn’t fond of the nickname, but I wasn’t going to complain. Not when Angel was in my house, looking so beautiful, just like each time my eyes devoured her. Not when my arms were wrapped around her to give her the comfort she demanded while she cried in my embrace.
“He kept saying I was his. He was gonna…” she whimpered.
I wasn’t gonna… I was only scaring her, making her furious. And she loved our incredible kiss as much as I did. And the spanking… Fuck that was… not the best thought to have while my cock was an inch away from her stomach.
As for the rest of that night, I might have gone too far, but I stopped, didn’t I? Believe me, it was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do. As hard as leaving her alone in bed when she was naked, obviously needing me to thoroughly love her. That must have accounted for something.
“You’re safe now. He can’t hurt you here.” I smoothed her hair away from her face, filling my nostrils with its smell before I gently drew back and cupped her face. “I promise you I’ll find him, and he’ll get what he deserves.”
Alarm crossed her eyes, and she swallowed. “I… I don’t want anybody to get hurt. I just want him to leave me alone.”
I smirked. “You’re so kind…even to your attacker.”
“Please, I—”
“You don’t have to worry about him anymore. I’ll take care of it, Angelina.” I dropped my hands and turned to Nicole. “As for your earlier concerns, I assure you Leo isn’t going to be here during your stay. I’ve called him this morning, and he understands. He’ll comply for your convenience and for his safety. After all, that scumbag threatened to hurt anyone interested in Angelina, not that he can do anything.”
