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He’s close enough now that I can smell his cologne. I can’t help breathing it in, letting the comfort of the scent soothe me. Strangely, it puts me at ease, giving me the confidence to respond with a challenge of my own.

“I’ll let you decide which if you tell me who you really are.”

“What do you mean?”

“Marco said you were the best at what you do. What did he mean?”

Santino sighs. “I’m the Don of the Bianchi Family. Before that I was a top hit man for the operation. I took over when my bastard of a grandfather died.”

Suddenly, everything makes sense. The gun. The penthouse. The access to non-public information. The way he got the cop to let me leave the traffic stop.

But it doesn’t explain his timing.

“How did you know to be there when I got pulled over?” I ask, tired of putting off the question.

I watch as he stiffens. His eyes burn into mine for several long moments. “Are you sure you want to know the answer to that?”

I nod.

“I first saw you days ago, walking around my territory late at night. I got curious and followed you,” he murmurs. I realize with a jolt that he’s even closer now, so close that I can feel his body heat seeping through his suit. “And I just … never stopped following you. I couldn’t. From the moment I first saw you, I knew I had to make you mine.”

And with that admission, the last pieces of the puzzle fall into place. It all makes sense now.

I shouldn’t like it.

I shouldn’t like that he’s followed me for days and I didn’t notice until yesterday. I shouldn’t like how that makes me feel. I shouldn’t even like the dark, intense way he’s looking at me right now, like a panther moving in for the kill.

Need surges through me when I meet his gaze, my pussy instantly becoming wet as I notice that he’s developed a hard bulge in the front of his pants.

“Little girl, I’ve decided how I want to deal with you for sneaking into my office,” he growls.

Dizzy with desire, I lick my lips. It’s not that I’m powerless to fight him. I just don’t want to. I want this. I want him.

I want everything.

“What do you want to do to me, Daddy?” I breathe.

“I’m going to make you show me you can be good by taking my cock.”

Instinctively, I bolt. He wants me? Then he can chase me.

He springs after me with a heady snarl, his steps behind me heavy as he follows. For a moment, I think I can outrun him, but then I feel his arms wrap around my middle. I let out a squeal of surprised delight as we crash to the floor in a tangle of limbs, the lush carpet of his living room softening our fall.

“Thought you could run from Daddy, hm?” he growls in my ear. “Can’t outrun me, baby. There’s nowhere you can go where I can’t find you.”

In a flurry of fabric, he rips my clothes off. I hear him unzip his fly, and suddenly, he’s guiding his cock inside me. I moan when his fingers travel up my thighs to grip my hips, my knees buckling when he finally sheathes the entirety of his cock in my sodden sex.

“Fuck,” he says through gritted teeth as he starts to work his hips. “Liked Daddy chasing you that much? Liked getting hunted like that?”

A shiver wracks my body at his words. “Yes, I loved it.”

Every roll of his hips makes me whine for more. Every kiss he presses to my neck and shoulders makes me arch my back and push against him. Already my orgasm is beginning to build, faster than I ever thought possible.

“You’re mine,” he groans, his thrusts already becoming erratic.

“Yours,” I sob, the pressure within me threatening to burst at any second. I cry out when he drops a hand between my legs and rubs at my clit, and the touch sends me tipping over the edge.

I come with a silent scream, stars shooting up behind my eyes from the intensity of it all. Santino seems to right behind me, his guttural groan making me shiver and shake with satisfaction. When he falls slack against me, I know we’re both truly spent.

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