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The idea turned my stomach, but he was right. He wasn’t her type. And he didn’t know me as well as I thought he did if he’d admit to me that he’d take her if she offered herself to him.

“But she hasn’t offered, and I wouldn’t accept,” he added. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”

I didn’t answer him. This was where the small talk ended.

“I know what you feel for her, Dante.”

“You don’t know a fucking thing.”

“Yes, I do. I know you. I would never poach on your territory.”

Territory. Like she belonged to me. Well, as far as he was concerned, she did. She was fucking mine. But I didn’t confirm that with him. Because she wasn’t.... She couldn’t ever really be... mine.

Emotions were like a tornado, whipping me around. I didn’t know which way was up. I had everything I needed. I had a neat, organized life that worked like clockwork. I controlled every aspect of it – except her. I couldn’t control anything about the way my mind and body reacted to her. That Gabriel knew that much about me weakened me, taking me down to the level of a mere man ensnared by the charms of a woman he could never have.

“Anyway,” Gabriel stood up to leave when I didn’t say another word to him, “I just wanted to let you know it’d be a while before we came back.”

I nodded, clenching my jaw to stop from saying something I would not regret. “Call me if there’s anything I need to know sooner rather than later.”

“Of course.”

When he was gone, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. She was home and this was what I’d have to face. The very real possibility that Noemi would get snapped up by someone else.

Not Gabriel. I was baiting him. I knew he wasn’t the one for her.

And Jacko... even Noemi was aware of how much of a jerk he was.

No. Someone else would come along. Someone else would kiss her the way I had last night. Someone else wouldn’t have Gabriel’s noble intentions and walk away from her. Someone like St. Valentine? He’d do things to her, use her body in ways she couldn’t understand, and leave her broken in his wake.

My hand fisted. I had to make a conscious effort to unclench it. No way in hell was I going to sit back and let Sebastian St. Valentine or any other man near Noemi. Especially knowing that she was a virgin. Any one of them could be her first. The first to go down on her. The first to spread her thighs and sink down into her hot pussy. The first to bring her to an orgasm and watch her as she came on his dick.

Fuck. No. The only person who was going to have that privilege was me. Not a relationship. I’d explain it to her. Get her to see it my way. We could have a physical connection and that would be it. I’d break her heart, but she’d be worth it. I could walk away afterwards and have no regrets. I just had to figure out a way to make it happen.

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