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Chapter26
Nico
“Do you know of any reason as to why your father would be involved with the Bratva?” I get straight to the point. Though I am pretty sure Ocean won’t know anything, I needed to ask her the question.
Her brows furrow, face scrunching up, and I see the confusion written all over her features. She knows nothing. “Bratva?”
“Russian mafia. My enemies.” I confirm.
She blinks, before her bright blue eyes widen. Panic replaces the confused look and she shakes her head. “No. Do you think he knows where I am?” she whispers thehepart as if saying the wordfatherout loud will make him appear. It won’t. And if he did, she doesn’t need to worry. I would kill him before he ever got his hands on her.
“Truthfully, I don’t know.” I decide to go with honesty. I know it will increase her concern but I’m not going to hide it from her. We need to be prepared for everything and anything. She visibly shudders, her face turning a ghostly white. My jaw clenches that she is so frightened of this man. Her own flesh and blood.
Pushing out of my chair, I round my desk, dropping down beside her on the couch. Wrapping my arms around her shaking body, I pull her onto my lap. “Tesoro, you have nothing to be afraid of. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I tell her, and unable to resist I press a kiss to her neck.
Gripping my bicep, teary blues meet mine. “I should have known he wouldn’t stop. I can’t go back there, Nico. Iwon’tgo back. He will kill me.” Sheer panic laces every word, making red dot my vision.
“Hey,” I growl, grabbing her chin so that she can’t look away. “I don’t know for sure that it’s anything to do with your family.” I sigh, debating how much to tell her. Maybe if I tell her everything, it will keep her in line more? She won’t fight me on security or even dare to run. It’s downright manipulation but I never said I was a good man. Pinning her with a serious look, that I hope conveys the seriousness of the situation, I speak. “The Executive Club got raided the other night. Its why I had to go to the city.”
She gasps, her eyes widening further. “Are all the girls okay? Leo?”
My jaw tics at the concern in her voice. Fucking Leo. I still haven’t forgiven him for taking her on that ‘date’. “Yes, the girls are fine. It was after hours, and security were just locking up. Two of the guards were killed, but Leo managed to get to safety in my office. Fortunately for him, it transforms into a panic room in the event of something like that ever happening.”
Ocean stares at me, her forehead scrunching up and frown lines appearing on her beautiful face. “So, what do the Bratva have to do with me or my father?”
I sigh, suddenly exhausted with everything that’s going on. Is it too much to ask for a couple of days without drama? “That’s the thing. Leo heard them talking about you. Specifically, Emilee Caldwell.”
She stiffens in my lap. My eyes drop to her neck, where her pulse beats erratically. I want to bite it. Lick it. Mark it–
“Nico?” she chokes out, bringing my gaze back to hers. “The only people that know my real name are from back home. Which means they are here for me. They know where I am. They found me.” Her voice now borders on hysterical. I want to comfort her. Assure her. But I know she won’t hear me right now. She is too caught up in her own panic.
Cupping her cheeks, I grip her head in my hands, forcing her shaking head to still and making her focus on me. My jaw clenches at the pure fear staring back at me. “Stop,” I grit out. “If it is your father, then I will deal with him. Now, I don’t want you to think about it. Concentrate on what matters. Our son. Me.”
She blinks. Then blinks again. Long dark lashes, wet from her tears, make her blue eyes appear even bigger somehow. Like big sparkling sapphires. Sucking in a breath, she exhales it then repeats. It’s her way of calming herself. I don’t know how long I watch her breathing, but eventually she speaks.
“On what matters,” she repeats softly.
I nod. “Yes.”
Her body relaxes against me. Soft. Pliant. Fuck, she looks beautiful. With watery eyes, pink cheeks and the needy way she clings to me, I’ve never wanted her more. My cock hardens to steel, punching against my zipper as if it’s trying to break free and bury itself in its home, her cunt. Lips parting on a gasp, her gaze drops to my groin. She swallows, her chest heaving as pure lust flashes in her eyes. Burying my face in her neck, I groan.
“Nico?” she whimpers.
Pulling back, I look at her. “I want to fuck you over my desk.” It’s not a question, but more of what will be a reality in the next couple of minutes. With Ocean in my arms, I rise, taking the couple of steps over to my desk. Dropping her down, I smirk at the desire on her face. “Bend over. Palms flat on the desk,” I order.
I turn her before she can second guess this and fight me. Hand landing on her back, I push until her chest is flush with the wood.
“I still have my period.” She squirms against me.
“Don’t care. I like your blood coating my cock. Just like my cum is going to coat your insides. It gets me fucking hard just thinking about it.” Yanking her cotton dress up her body, my mouth salivates at the sight in front of me. I run a palm down the curve of her ass, squeezing the flawless flesh in my hand. “So fucking perfect,” I growl.
She wriggles against my touch and without thought I spank her. “Nico,” she squeals out, writhing against my desk.
I tsk. “Stay still,Tesoro. And keep your voice down. We don’t want my mamma or anyone else coming in to witness what I’m about to do to you.” Pushing her panties to the side, I smirk at the pad lining them. I had the housekeeper stock since I don’t want her inserting tampons in my pussy and from the small, faint pinkish stain, I would say her period has nearly finished. Blood or not it won’t stop me eating what’s mine. My eyes lock on her glistening pussy, satisfaction coursing through me. “Look at you. Always dripping for me,” I murmur, and I can’t wait another second. Leaning down, I swipe my tongue up the length of her wet cunt, a growl vibrating in my chest when her essence with a hint of metallic hits my tongue. “Fuck, you taste like mine.”
Running a finger down her slit, I relish the way her arousal coats me. She is fucking soaked. I thrust two digits inside her, stretching her out. With my free hand, I unbuckle my belt and release the zipper, my cock throbbing with the need to be inside her. Pushing down my pants and boxer briefs in one fast move, my cock springs free, rock hard and ready. Pre cum makes the tip glisten and I’m so hard it’s painful. Pulling my fingers free, I line my cock up to her entrance and without preamble, push inside in one quick thrust. Her tightness grips me, sucking me and furthering my obsession. In this moment, it hits me. I never stood a chance with this woman. No matter how much I tried to deny myself in the beginning, I was always going to make her mine.
“Oh my–” she starts, but I cut her off when I ram into her with so much force, it takes her breath away.
