Page 121 of Secrets from the Past


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“They’ll need a few days to regroup, and that gives us time to make plans and work out where we want to go. We’ll do this properly.”

“We?”

“You’re mine, Kaylin, and I intend to keep you. Not in a creepy, lock-you-in-the-penthouse way,” he added hastily.

“But your life is here.”

“Much of my business can be run remotely, and that’s what I’ll do if you’d prefer to live someplace else. But we’ll need to find a suitable property and arrange security, not just hop on the next plane and work things out when we get there.”

“What if you have business meetings? What if you want to buy a new property?”

“The move will only be temporary.”

“Will it?”

Nico kissed my hair. “The Cavallaro family can’t escape justice forever.”

I wanted to believe him. I needed to believe him. “Someday, I want to come back here. I want to come back to this place, this life, with you.”

“And we will.”

His lips moved to mine, and I glanced past Nico, through the kitchen window to the yard beyond. If we hadn’t had an audience, I’d have hopped up on the counter and let Nico remind me exactly who I belonged to, but instinct told me these security men wouldn’t miss much.

“I need you,” I murmured.

“You have me.”

“No, I need you.”

As usual, he got me. A second later, I was in his arms, being carried to the bedroom. No, the bathroom. He deposited me onto the counter and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Do you want rough or sweet, zolottse?”

Sweet had its place, but right now, I wanted him to claim me. To fuck the demons right out of my soul.

“Rough.”

“Good. We’re on the same page.”

He shoved my dress up my thighs and tore my panties off with one sharp tug, and my libido ratcheted from room temperature to inferno in three-point-five seconds. He kissed me hard, bit my lip, smacked my ass, and wrapped my hair around his fist.

“Are you ready, my dirty little slut?” Nico nipped at my earlobe. “Are you wet for me?”

Why was it such a turn-on when he said that? I slipped a finger between my legs and showed him the glistening evidence, then nearly came on the spot when he sucked it clean.

By the time he rolled on a condom and slammed into me, the first tendrils of an orgasm were already stirring. He promised rough, and I got borderline brutal, his hands clawing at my ass as he thrust. I raked his back with my nails, curses slipping from my lips like honey. I hadn’t expected to like it this way, so wild, but with Nico, it worked. We worked. Sweet was good, but rough made me feel alive, and fuck only knew I needed that today. I came with a strangled cry and Nico’s hand wrapped around my throat, plus the overwhelming feeling that all was finally right with the world, Addy’s injuries excepted.

I finally had my dark and dangerous man, but this one would do anything to protect me.

* * *

“There aren’t enough words to say how sorry I am.”

Addy nudged a plate full of chocolate cookies across her overbed table. Brooke was in a chair beside her bed, Sara Baldwin was arranging flowers in a vase, and Deck was sitting on the other side of the room, his attention on the door, quietly alert. Nico had hired a bodyguard to sit in the hallway outside, but I knew there was no better man for the job than Decker Langdon. I’d seen him in action.

“Cookie?”

I shook my head. My appetite had deserted me. Nico hadn’t wanted us to come to the hospital, but I’d worn him down over the course of two days.

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