Page 116 of His Wicked Revenge

When that moment happened, I quickly changed the subject, talking about Chloe and her pregnancy. Leo is over the moon with happiness because Chloe is having a little girl. He tells me that Carter will be the best big brother and Myles will be an amazing father.

Hearing him talk about his family and watching how his face lit up made my body warm. This man has so much love for his family and still managed to make space for me.

We didn’t stay long after our last glass of wine. Both of us were feeling it, and Leo, who was responsible, called an Uber to get us back home.

During the whole drive to the apartment, he kept saying that he should have gotten us a ride in the first place. Granted, I don’t think he knew we would get this drunk. His hand remained on my thigh the entire drive, making my skin burn and feel alive.

Now, he stands on one side of the elevator with me on the other. His head is resting against the wall, and he watches me with a drunk smile. “You look so pretty tonight.”

“Thank you.” I blush.

“Very pretty,” he slurs the compliment. “You even did your hair like it used to be.”

I lift my hand, my fingers pinching the ends of my hair, and I smile. “I figured you’d like it.”

Leo shifts his head forward, eyes turning dark as he stalks over to me. He stands in front of me, leaving no space between us. His hands cup my face, angling it back to make me look up at him.

“I love it.”

His lips slam against mine, pressing hard enough to force my head back. If it could go back, that is, because he has such a tight hold on my face that I’m not going anywhere even if I try.

I return the kiss, matching his desperation and hunger. Our mouths move smoothly together. He tastes of wine, and I’m sure my lips hold the same flavor.

The moment doesn’t last long because he is pulling away. He drops his hands from my confused face and grabs my hand. The elevator door slides open, and he walks us into the hall. “Do you have your keys on you?”

“I think they are in your apartment,” I tell him. “Why?”

“I’d like to use a friend tonight.” He turns his head and winks at me. “Get me your keys, and then get yourself ready.”

He unlocks and opens the door, pushing me inside. I grab my keys off the kitchen island and toss them to him. My body’s igniting into a fire from knowing what he is about to get. I gave up on searching for the vibrator that he stole and bought a new one.

“You better be naked in my bed by the time I get back,” he orders before slipping out of the door.

Giggling to myself, I rush to the bathroom and remove my clothes. I choose not to clean off my makeup. If Leo is going to ruin me, I want it to show by how my mascara runs and by the smear of my lipstick. Smiling to myself in the mirror, I skip to his bed and climb into it.

I sit lying back, propped on my elbows, until my neck hurts. What is taking him so long? I don’t know how much time has passed, but I know it is longer than he should be gone. I push myself up, sitting upright on the mattress, listening for any sign of him.

Finally, the front door creaks open and shuts loudly. Footsteps grow louder as they approach the bedroom. Leo walks through the doorway with a vibrator, but there is something off about his expression.

“Is everything alright? You were gone awhile.”

“Yeah.” He nods, the tightness in his face loosening. “Just had to take a phone call.”

“With?” It doesn’t come out jealous because I know he wouldn’t be on the phone with another woman while I lie naked in his bed. But there is a hint of worry in my voice.

“Myles. He is having pre-wedding jitters and needed to be calmed down.” Makes sense with the wedding being in a couple of days. “Now, lie back.”

CHAPTER 42

Leo

The church is coming together.

Myles roped me into helping him set up, and I was happy to help. I needed to get some space from Veronica anyway. Ever since that night, I haven’t been thinking clearly.

I laid in bed, staring at my ceiling after our date. Veronica was tucked against my body, falling asleep after the many orgasms I denied her and the one I eventually gifted her.

The entire time I was inside her, or the vibrator was inside her, I fucked her ruthlessly. Not because that’s how I wanted to fuck her, but because anger took over.