Page 13 of Crowned By the Mafia Billionaires

I shake my head and try to move around him, but his hand closes around my wrist. My eyes drop to where he's touching me and then lift back to his.

He stares at my lips. “Can I kiss you?”

The question surprises me. “You're asking?”

His eyebrows lift. “You want me not to?”

“No,” I whisper.

“No, you don’t want me to kiss you?”

I narrow my eyes. “You know that's not what I meant.”

He smiles. “Just making sure.”

Then his hand slides around my waist, and my stomach does this little somersault. He draws me toward him slowly, and I know I could stop him if I wanted to, but I don’t. His other hand cups the side of my face. For a second, he just looks at me. Then he leans down and brushes his mouth across mine. He nips at me as if he’s teasing me, and I let out a little whimper in complaint.

He chuckles against my lips. “Impatient?”

“Shut up.”

He laughs, and then he kisses me again. This time there’s nothing teasing about it. His mouth covers mine, and I grab the front of his shirt.

Knox kisses differently than Bennett.

Bennett's kiss was hard and consuming, like he finally let go of something he'd been holding back.

Knox is playful. He teases my bottom lip, but underneath all of that playfulness is something just as intense. His hand tightens at my waist, holding me against him, and I melt into him. For a few seconds, I forget about my father and how my life has been totally upended. There is only Knox's mouth on mine and the steady warmth of his hand against my back.

When he finally pulls away, I'm breathing hard. He rests his forehead against mine and smiles. “Wow.”

I know exactly what he means, and I shake my head and walk back toward my desk before he can see how much I'm smiling.

Behind me, Knox's phone buzzes.

He pulls it from his pocket and looks at the screen. “I have a meeting with Bennett.”

I glance toward the door. Bennett's office is literally two doors down.

I laugh. “Yeah, you better get to it. That's a long commute.”

Knox grins and pockets his phone.

I look between him and the hallway. “So let me get this straight. You two work together.”

“Yep.”

“You live together.”

“Yep.”

I hesitate before finishing. “And you sleep with women together?”

Knox goes still. His eyes meet mine, and the teasing look on his face disappears. “We'll have that talk soon.”

My stomach flips. “What does that mean?”

His grin comes back as he starts walking toward the door. “It means exactly what I said.”