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“Yeah, yeah. Keep repeating that, and you might actually believe it. Omitting some details, my ass.” Laughing, Marco wiggled off his chair. “You may be the consigliere, but don’t forget I’ve known you since we were ten.”
I gave him an annoyed look. “Who wants to admit such a lack of judgment, anyway? I wouldn’t. That’s why she left out some stuff.”
“Right.” Marco looked unconvinced. “I’m out of here. I need to wrap up some details before Palermo. All right with you?”
At my nod, he took off, leaving me alone with my thoughts of Miss Praan.
I was glad of all her mistakes. That is exactly what had prompted her to show up on my doorstep, like a finely wrapped present waiting for me to unwrap. What a pleasure I will have doing this, one day, soon. Because there was no doubt, I would do this. What I wanted I always got. But not today.
Today I would have to confront her. Contrary to what I had told Marco, no one gets away with lying, not even gorgeous caramel-skinned women with breasts begging to be sucked. I left my office in search of little Miss Praan.
I moved silently along the upstairs hallway, relishing the idea of finding and confronting her. Maybe I would be happy to forget her lies in exchange for a kiss.
She must have been getting ready to put down Cora for her nap. She was crazy about routines. It seemed to be already working. Cora seemed to be a much calmer baby.
I opened the door to Cora’s bedroom and found it empty. I could hear loud gurgling from her and running water from the attached bathroom. Walking over to the doorway, I stood frozen, gulping down the scene before me. Cora was seated in one of those things where she could sit upright in her Pampers, happily gurgling away. But Divya … che cazzo … the woman was standing next to the sink with her naked torso cleaning up what appeared to be vomit from her fucking gorgeous tits. Her pink blouse, which I remembered seeing on her this morning, was lying next to the sink while she dabbed at her nipple. All the blood in my body rushed to my dick.
Fuck.
I must have made a sound because she jerked up, catching my eyes on the mirror.
“Agghh! What the fuck are you doing here?” she shrieked, grabbing her blouse in front of her and clamping her mouth, looking at Cora. As if Cora understood cursing.
Merda.
Now I looked like a teenager drooling at the sight of my first naked boob. This was awkward. But for the life of me, I couldn’t bring myself to regret this. “I came to check on Cora,” I rasped.
“She threw up, and it was all over me.”
I looked at Cora.
Good girl.
My eyes landed on the siren in front of the mirror. I caught a faint shade of crimson climbing from behind her top and tracing a path up her neck.
“I could see that.” My lips quivered. What if one of my men had walked in? Although they were under strict orders not to patrol the private parts of the house, Marco totally ignored them. My breath hitched when I realised there was no bra to be seen. “Perhaps you should wear a bra? It would be less trouble to clean up, and I don’t want my men to get the wrong idea.”
Her head snapped up. “I will wear whatever, whenever I want, Mr Capizzi,” she huffed. “If your men get the wrong idea, it says more about them than me.”
Ouch! I hadn’t expected that from little Miss Praan. She was a little firecracker.
“Fine. Don’t come crying to me after with their snide remarks.”
“I won’t,” she snapped.
I looked at her clutching her blouse, some silly pink frilly thing blocking what was mine. There was an ache building up inside me of which I had no understanding.
“You want something else?”
I lifted my gaze back to her face with effort.
You.
I had gone up there to talk to her about something, but I couldn’t remember what. Instead of embarrassing myself further, I closed the door in silence and leaned against it.
So, Miss Praan ran around the whole day, in my home, without a fucking bra. My men knew better. If they took just one misstep in her direction, I would cut their balls off. I was kind, but not when they crossed the line. Looking at the nanny was already crossing the line. But not for me. I could look all I wanted.
Dark chocolate brown. The colour of her nipples. I knew what my dreams were going to be tonight.
