Page 64 of Valentino

Oh….

His dark eyes hold mine. “I’m fucking starving.”

CHAPTER SIX

“Oh.” The air leaves my lungs, and a better woman would look up at his face, but I can’t seem to drag my eyes away from his crotch…. And how hard that thing is.

I swallow the lump in my throat. “I mean.”

In slow motion I watch his feet move toward me, I feel his fingers trace my jaw and lift my face to his.

We stare at each other as fireworks sound all around me.

He tenderly drags the back of his fingers down my face before placing his hand around my neck and pulling my ear to his mouth. “Did you fuck yourself last night, Anna?” he sneers into my ear.

His breath against my skin causes goose bumps to scatter up my spine and my knees nearly buckle beneath me. “Wh…wha…. Wha…” I whisper, is this really happening?

His teeth graze my earlobe before his hand tightens around my neck and he pulls my face back to meet his.

My God…. This man…the intensity of his touch.

Knock, knock, knock sounds hard at the door.

What?

“Who the fuck is that?” he growls as he lets me go.

I don’t know but they need to go away.

Right. Now.

Knock, knock, knock sounds hard and desperate. “This is the police,” a voice calls.

“Fuck.” He pulls his hand through his hair.

“What do they want?”

Val picks up his phone and reads texts. “Fuck.”

“What?”

“The boys have been calling me; they’ve been trying to stall them for fifteen minutes.” He marches into the bedroom and I run after him. He gets his gun and hides it in the wardrobe before putting his hand down his pants and rearranging his erection.

Damn it, I wanted to play with that.

“What do I do?” I stammer. “What do I do, what do they want?”

“Calm down,” he says matter-of-factly. “Go along with anything I say.”

“What?” My eyes widen. “Like what?”

“It’s fine, Anna,” he tells me. “We’ve done nothing wrong.”

I shake my hands around in a panic, “Oh my God.”

He picks up my vibrator and passes it to me. “Might want to put this away though.”

Oh…the horror.