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CHAPTER 13

Jo

I didn’t have any nightmares last night because I didn’t sleep at all. Tirone’s choice of scene to reenact yesterday wasn’t—as I naively thought—about period play. It was about staking his claim on a future baby he’d set his mind to have.

When he first told me about his wish at the library, I didn’t take him seriously. Even at the lake, when I told him we’d have the conversation again after he returned from college, I was being dismissive. But those final words weren’t something he read off a book. He didn’t only mean them. It was a dark promise. Even a warning that could turn into a threat.

I couldn’t possibly have a child with someone his age. That would be unfair to all of us. To tell him that in his face, though, could be catastrophic. No, I wasn’t being overdramatic. You didn’t know Ty like I did.

How to convince Tirone Lazzarini to get something he was so fixated on out of his mind without setting him off into a mental crisis that could destroy us all? How to tell Furore without the risk his anger issues would make things even worse?

I had to talk to Tirone in private and perhaps get his therapist involved. Then I’d talk to Furore. The three of us needed to have this conversation as openly and civilized as possible. This was our future as a family. An arrangement Furore, Tirone and I must agree to one hundred percent.

My head went back and forth all morning. Our family was all I had. Furore and Tirone were my life. I couldn’t picture it without either of them. What if there was no solution or compromise this time? What if we couldn’t agree on something that would satisfy us all?

As much as I wanted to be a mother, if it was going to ruin things among us, I was ready for the sacrifice. But would they?

At my desk, I found another one of Ty’s notes.Library. Lunch.Brief and uncensored, and it was written on a computer. What the fuck? Did he really expect me to have another round of sex in the library while I was on my period? Besides, we needed to talk, not fuck around. Unlike yesterday, when I couldn’t say a word to Tirone, even when I went to his bed in the middle of the night to try to talk and ended up more speechless and sleepless, I was determined to discuss the situation with him today. Now.

At the library, I walked down the regular aisle, preparing my speech. There was a shadow on the other end. He must have been waiting already.Just tell him how you feel. He loves you. He’ll have to understand.

But how did I really feel? I should be ashamed of myself, of that part of me that was happy beyond all logic that Ty wanted to have a baby with me. To have a man you loved so certain about wanting to be the father of your child, to have a life with you forever, to see you as his one and only, the only woman he wanted, even when he was that young, especially when he was that young, was so hot and sweet. The idea of him trying to impregnate me alone was so sexy.I guess I have another kink I didn’t know about. Breeding kink unlocked.

I couldn’t let myself get carried away with some fantasy, though. This was real life. And ours was too complicated already.

Inhaling audibly, I put one step after another. With the exhale, I closed my eyes to gather my thoughts. Then I opened them, and the shadow leaned closer until it vanished, and he was in front of me.

“Laius,” I gasped.

“Who else, baby girl?” He greeted me with a deep kiss, possessive as his tone.

My heart thrashed. “What…what are you doing here?”

“I missed my wife,” he whispered, thankfully respecting that we were at the library. “Didn’t you get my note?”

Fuck. I should have known it wasn’t Ty who sent it. That wasn’t his voice or style. I smiled nervously. “I did. I meant why here?”

“Because you like this shit. It turns you the fuck on, and I wanna please you.”

“Thank you…but, can we just go somewhere else?” If Tirone knew about this, he’d flip. This was our place. Just like Laius didn’t want Tirone in his bed when he wasn’t there, Tirone felt the same way about the library.

“No fucking way.” He took my hand and pulled it down and over his length. “Feel how hard you make me just for seeing you. You really think I can wait? I need you, baby. Be a good girl to your ol’man.” He grabbed my butt with both hands and squeezed. “Or do you wanna be punished?”

Praise and a promise of punishment in one breath, and his hard cock under my touch scattered my thoughts. I hated it when my ovaries did the thinking for me, but I couldn’t help it. That was what the Lazzarinis did to me. They turned me into a dumb slut looking for her holes to be filled—more than one at the same time preferably.

I shouldn’t hookup with Laius here, though. What if Tirone found out, what if he walked in on us? He’d lose it, and I didn’t know how volatile he was in his head about the baby issue in the first place. However, Laius had his possessive self on steroids. The need to mark his territory was all over him. Maybe, I could just give Laius a quick job and send him away before anyone noticed. “I am your good girl, daddy. Let me suck your cock.”

“I didn’t come here for a blowjob. I want your pussy to suck me whole.”

“I’m still on my period.”

“So fucking what?” His expression darkened. “Didn’t you let him fuck you yesterday? Or is it okay with him and not with me? Is that what it is? You only want him now?”

“What are you… Have you been following me?”

“I’ve been followinghimsince he showed up at the event. He’s up to no good with you, and I won’t just fucking stand there while he tries to take you from me again.” He pulled me into him and then his fingers clenched around my neck possessively. “You’re my wife. My property. I can take you whenever I want, wherever I want. It looks like you’ve forgotten and need a fucking reminder who owns you.”

“I haven’t forgotten anything. How did we get back to this?”