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I was glad she was safe, that went without saying. Still, I was seething to my core from the agony she just put me through, thinking something had happened to her.
“I told you I needed time alone. It’s not my fault you decided to gather a rescue team. I told you you just had to trust I would be coming back.” She spat back, her hands on her hips. “Seems like trust isn’t something you can just ask for, now is it?”
Francesca stared at me for a second before huffing in annoyance and walking away into the kitchen, opening the fridge as if nothing had happened.
I marched towards her, slammed the door closed and spun her around before I rammed her against the cold steel. I gripped her jaw tightly, forcing her to look at me, her little hand squeezing my forearm.
My eyes flickered madly into hers while my jaw pulsed uncontrollably. I could feel the fire raging within me as her defying look didn’t waver.
She was enjoying this, and I’d be a liar if I said that a part of me wasn’t proud of her resilience.
Before I knew it, my lips were devouring hers while I held her face in place.
Nothing tame or sweet about it.
The hunger, greed, and need mixing with rage and pain. Her hand was now reaching for my hair, pulling it at the nape of my neck as she kissed me back savagely.
My tongue dominated hers as my teeth grazed her lips, pulling on the bottom one before sucking it into my mouth.
I lifted her by her ass, forcing her legs to wrap around my body, slamming her against the wall as I ground my painfully hard erection into her core before sitting her on the kitchen island.
Jesus, she tasted like perfection and fucking trouble.
I fisted her long black hair with both of my hands, pulling her back and looking straight into her eyes. They were a darker tone of raven today, a reflection of her own fury spilling through.
“Don’t ever pull that kind of shit again.” My words came out as a low rumble straight from my chest before I practically fucked her mouth with mine again.
The fire that burned in me was clearly not only rage-driven. I held the back of her head in a harsh grip with one hand while the other was sinking each digit into her hip, pulling her further into me. I was sure it would leave a mark, but she didn’t seem to care. And fuck me if the sight of my mark on Francesca didn’t make my dick stir harder.
Francesca bit down on my bottom lip hard, drawing blood and making me hiss in pain. It was enlightening to break the kiss.
With a hard shove on my chest, I took a step back while Francesca jumped off the counter and darted straight to the spare room without uttering a single word.
“I found the note,” I grunted, keeping my back to her.
“Who the hell gave you permission to go through my stuff?”
“You!” I replied, finally facing her and closing the gap between us again. “As soon as you decided to fucking disappear.”
“You had no right.”
“Do you have any fucking clue who it’s from?”
“No. I don’t!”
I watched her closely, waiting for her pupils to dilate from the lie. They never did.
“It’s from the fucking Yakuza, Francesca. What the hell does the Yakuza want from you? Who’s coming for you?” I questioned.
“Again, I have no idea!”
“You will start self-defense training tomorrow!” My voice was resolute and final. She needed to be prepared in case something happened.
“I’ve had self-defense training. I don’t need any more.” She turned around and carried on her stride towards the bedroom.
“I wasn’t asking. And let me tell you, your self-defense sucks. I just assaulted you against that fridge, and you did nothing to pull me off.”
“You let go of me just fine.” She said, proudly pointing to my bleeding lip before she slammed the door behind her.
