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Her eyes narrow, opposing the red blush running along her neck as she rests her arms above her head. My cell starts buzzing in my pants. I pull it out and rest it with my ear on my shoulder and trail my fingers along the inside of her thigh.
“Enzo,” I greet him, keeping my voice neutral.
“Mikhail has an update on the girls and Romano. He’s already on his way.”
Shit.
Keller and Grayson have flown out to Greece for Rosa and Luca’s wedding. There’s no one I trust to take care of it.I have to take care of this shit myself.
“Okay. I’ll see you soon.” I cut the call and rest my body above hers, keeping the emotions away from my face.
She doesn’t need to know. I’m still not sure how much I can trust her.
“Are you a patient woman?” I run my finger along her cheek.
She shakes her head erratically.
“Well, you are about to have your first important lesson. I need to deal with something. I will be back.”
It’s impossible to resist leaning down and taking her erect nipple in my mouth, then twirling the silver bar with my tongue. Her moans are completely muffled by the panties in her mouth.
Sinking two fingers inside her, I admire how her back arches off the bed. Her juices drip down my palm and my cock begs to explode at the sight of her.
With a sigh, I remove myself from her, bracing for her to slap me.
She doesn’t. She just looks filled with disappointment. As I step back, my gaze fixates on my mask resting on her dresser. With a grin, I walk over, and the intoxicating scent of her fills my nostrils.
“I see you’ve had your own fun already,” I growl, and her cheeks flush a deep red.
Pocketing the mask, I reach the door, but before leaving, I can’t resist stealing one last look at her.
Perfectly naked and ready for me to use her how I need.
Another reason Romano needs to die has just been added to my list for tearing me away from this woman.
“Make no mistake. I will come for you, Zara.”
There’s a way, somehow, she manages to bend my control. The way she looks into my eyes, we are two of the same people.
A dangerous mix. Lethal even. I’m not sure if that's for everyone else or each other.
18
ZARA
My head drops against the pillow in frustration. Twice in one night. I am done with his shit. When I look over to the dresser, I want to squeal with excitement when I see he’s taken the mask. I scramble across the bed and pick up my phone, logging into the app.
Whatever was more important than finishing me better be damn good.
After clicking it over to the speaker, I get off the bed and shove back on some clothes. It looks like it’s going to be a long night.
Sitting on the sofa sipping some fresh coffee, I blink to keep my dry eyes open.
“Where is he?” Frankie’s deep voice booms through the speaker.
Fumbling, I pick up the phone and bring it closer to my face. My heart pounds in my ears; any trace of sleepiness instantly disappears.
“In the dining room.” The muffled voice that answers him sounds vaguely like the guy from the sex club.
