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At twenty-two, I made it my mission to destroy them.
It was painful as all hell watching my half-brother Luca rise to meteoric success. But I bided my time, and now here we are… a few more calculated moves and we’ll surpass King Industry’s holdings.
A smile curls my lip as I imagine the look on Luca’s face when I rip away his precious company our Papà built all those years ago.
A flash of crimson jerks my attention across the street. Maisy staggers through the front door of the urgent care center on crutches.
Fuck. A swirl of unexpected guilt carves into my insides. It’s my fault she’s hurt. She twisted that ankle running away from me.
I sprint across the street, my feet moving before I can stop them. A taxi blares his horn as I dart in front of the yellow cab and narrowly miss getting nailed by the front end of his bumper.
Maisy’s eyes widen as I jump in front of her, her pretty pink lips curving into a capital O. She stumbles back and the crutches go flying. I barely get my arm around her waist in time to keep her from hitting the ground. Dragging her toward me to steady her flailing arms, I tuck her into my chest.
My heart jackhammers against my ribs at her proximity. Her sweet vanilla scent mingles with the ever-present orchid.
“What are you doing here?” she sputters. Her lips are so close I can almost taste the cherries from her lip balm. Fuck, I need to taste her.
“Giving you a ride home.” Merda, a rough edge laces my tone, and I can already feel myself hardening against her pinstriped pencil skirt. I glance at the minute space between us and with my height over her, my cock is nearly pinned against her blouse.
“You can’t keep doing this.” Maisy’s palms press against my black button-down, but the rapid rise and fall of her chest gives her away. She’s as affected by me as I am by her.
“Saving you?” The hint of a smirk curls the corner of my lip.
“No, stalking me like a psycho! Dang it, Nico, you’re everywhere. I blink and you appear. When I’m at home or at work, I’m constantly looking over my shoulder. You’re driving me crazy…”
“In a good way?”
“No!” She huffs out a breath.
“How were you planning on getting home?”
She shrugs. “Oh, I don’t know, an Uber like a normal person?”
“You are not a normal person.”
“No?”
“You are a goddess, and you should be treated as one.”
Her eyes grow so wide, they’re more luminescent than the most brilliant emeralds. Crimson coats her cheeks, and God, she’s stunning. I can only imagine what she’ll look like splayed across my bed as I fuck her from here to kingdom come.
She swallows hard, her throat bobbing.
“Just let me take you home. Then I swear I’ll go.” For now.
Her head dips, and she drags her tongue across her bottom lip. “Fine.”
A growl vibrates my throat with the effort to keep from capturing her mouth and making those pouty lips mine. Instead, I reach into my pocket, while keeping one arm locked around her waist and shoot off a quick message to Max.
Her crutches are still strewn across the sidewalk, but I don’t move. I’m too enraptured by the feel of her in my arms, and the unexpected rush of emotion it brings. I’m entirely unprepared.
I finally force myself to release her and take a step back, keeping one hand on her waist to keep her steady. “Hold still, I’ll get your crutches and Max will be here in a moment.”
She nods again, and I can practically feel her holding her tongue.
What is she thinking? I’d give anything to know.
Do I still frighten her?
