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A thrill races up my spine, and I don’t deny it. I’m certain sex with this man would erase every horrible memory of my ex. But how could I run from one monster only to dive into bed with another?

“It’s not right,” I whisper.

“Oh, it’s right, little fox. Maybe just not right now.” He heaves out a breath and straightens, still kneeling between my legs. “But I promise you this, Miss Maisy, I will fuck you soon, and you will like it. You’ll come on my cock again and again, until your pussy weeps for only me. And once I make you mine, you’ll never crave anyone else.”

My breath hitches, the intensity in his tone only stoking the blazing fires.

With one last panty-melting gaze, he crawls off the bed and turns for the door. “Don’t worry, I’ll lock the door on my way out.”

“How?” I somehow manage to squeak out.

“I had an extra key made, silly little fox.”

“What?” I shriek.

The cocky a-hole ignores me and stalks out of my bedroom like he owns it. I can’t help my traitorous gaze from trailing his tall, muscled form or lingering on the clear outline of his erection.

Gosh darn it, what is wrong with me?

A dark, messed up part of me wanted him to screw the daylights out of me.

But he backed off when I said no. I’m shocked. And disappointed.

Muttering a curse, I roll over and bury my head in my pillow. Nico’s musky, spicy scent floods my nostrils. How is that possible? He’d barely even touched my pillow, and now he’s everywhere, including creeping into my vulnerable, lonely heart.

CHAPTER 14

I’M COMING FOR YOU

Nico

I stare out the floor-to-ceiling window, taking in the chaos of Park Avenue just below. The frenetic scene mirrors the chaos in my mind. Maisy. Maisy. Maisy. She’s all I can think about. Not having her is what’s killing me.

That defiant little fox has gotten under my skin.

I’ve never had it as easy as Marco with the ladies, but I’ve also never had to work this hard. Despite the nightly visits, the endless orchid deliveries, and my every attempt to make up for my past sins, Maisy wants nothing to do with me.

Or at least those are the lies her lips whisper.

Her body’s reaction to mine speaks a different story.

Take her she’s yours. A sinister voice echoes through my mind. The one that’s been through hell and back, the one who took the reins years ago.

The door to my office whips open, and Marco struts in.

“You don’t even knock?” I hiss, burying the dark thoughts.

My brother’s lips slide into an easy smile. “Why should I? Are you jacking off to mental images of your new little pet?”

I pat my jacket pocket, and my own smile slips into place. “Why settle on mental images when I have them in full color?”

“Oh, let me see.” Marco barrels toward me, and red-hot fury lashes through my veins at the idea of him seeing her in one of those scandalous nighties. He reaches for my phone tucked into my inner pocket, but I swat him away. “Are you serious? You’re not going to let me have a peek?”

“Absolutely not.” I cross my arms over my chest as a mix of rage and jealousy fight it out in my gut.

“Holy shit, Nico.” My brother perches on the edge of the desk. “You actually like this girl? Is that why you’ve been so distracted?”

“I have not been distracted.”

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