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“Feed her lots of chocolate. Don’t tell her she looks fat, and when she wants to scream and rage because nothing looks right, let her. She’ll calm down, eventually. Also, have tons of ice cream on hand—whatever her favorite is.”

“Thank you for the advice.” I turned to her. Could Benny be right? Was she frightened by something? Or perhaps someone? She looked so frail and so young standing there at the foot of Rocca’s bed. Her short hair was wind-blown and tussled. Her cheeks were pink from the sun. She had this youthfulness to her that made me question everything I barely knew about her. “Your car is ready. They just finished before you and Robbie pulled back up.”

“Benny told me on the way in. He said it was something super minor. I was grateful to hear that.” She gave a small smile.

“Come with me.” I pressed a kiss to Rocca’s temple before exiting her room. Something didn’t sit right with me. The antsy churn of my stomach irritated me. While I was an assassin, I always relied on my gut. I wouldn’t stop now. Exiting the house, I didn’t wait for Collins to keep up, but I knew she was there. “Have you been to this part of the property before now?”

“No. I kind of keep to the main residence and the cottage.” She gave a nervous laugh. “Why are you bringing me to the garage?”

“I need to give you something.” I opened the side door and stepped inside. The box where all the spare keys for the vehicles were located was straight ahead on the back wall. I used the flat black Audi R8 Coupe and the red McLaren Speedtail, which left the Lexus LC, the Tahoe, and the Land Rover. Opening the box, I took a moment to picture her in all the remaining vehicles, then frowned. Safety was the main issue at the moment. For everyone. “Here.” I grabbed the keys to the Land Rover. “This will be your vehicle from now on. We can sell yours if you like, or Lucas can rebuild yours for himself.”

Collins frowned. “I can’t take your car. What are you thinking?” She folded her arms, taking a step back from me. Skittish little mouse.

“You should know there is a bend in the frame of your car.” I tried logic first.

“What?” Collins’ brows furrowed. “Seriously? Benny didn’t tell me that.”

“He probably didn’t want to worry you. Plus, since you’ve arrived, you haven’t really gone anywhere, so he might have thought you already knew that.” I shrugged, trying to be as nonchalant as possible.

She shook her head and swallowed audibly.What an interesting reaction. “I didn’t know. But the Land Rover? Why? What are you expecting out of me, Mr.—Miceli?”

“Your security and my daughters should you both want to leave the house together at some point, and my men can’t come with you.” I hadn’t meant for the words to come with such a bite. They were the truth. The Land Rover, like all of my vehicles, had enhanced safety features, including bullet proof glass along with kevlar in the vehicle’s body. “Take the keys, Ms. Attwood.”

“I shouldn’t.” She stared longingly at the Land Rover and an irrational jealousy took root in my gut.

“For fuck’s sake,” I muttered, placing the keys in her hand. “Use it as you see fit.”

“What the hell crawled up your butt?” She narrowed her eyes. The flair of arousal and indignation in her grey eyes turned me on. She was filled with fire. “My car is just fine.”

“Not if you want to take Rocca anywhere,” I said in a steady tone, while trying to will my cock to stay flaccid behind the zipper of my slacks.

“I won’t take her anywhere.” She lifted her chin; that smug defiance tore through my control as I clenched my hands into fists. “Then you don’t have to worry, and I don’t have to take the Land Rover.”

“Stubborn woman,” I snapped. “Why are you being so hard headed?”

“Excuse me?” Her shrill tone sent a shiver down my spine. “I know you didn’t call me not only stubborn but hard headed as well.”

A sly grin tugged at my lips. “I believe I did. What are you going to do about it, Ms. Attwood?”

She pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed to slits as she stared at me. “You’re insufferable Miceli. You don’t fight fair, and you’re an arrogant asshole.” She stomped her foot. “You can’t just get your way whenever you feel like it.”

“That’s where you’re wrong,” I replied, stepping into her personal space. “I see it. I want it. I take it.” Her nostrils flared as her cheeks turned a shade of pink. So sickeningly sweet, my back teeth ached. “That’s how my world works.”

“Well,” she huffed. “It’s... It’s...”

“Insane?” I chuckled. “Intense?” Caressing her cheek, I leaned in. “It’s a dog eat dog kind of world, Ms. Attwood. Decide where you want to fit in. Do you want to eat or be eaten?”

She gasped, and I swore I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. Fuck, knowing my luck, I’d have to jerk off again, just to keep my dick under control. “I want to eat.”

I hummed in approval. “So do I.” Before I could do something stupid, I stepped away from Collins and started for the door. “Enjoy the Land Rover and think about what I said concerning your brother.” Stepping out of the garage, I grinned like a stupid fool. I didn’t know a damn thing about the woman and that should worry me. Instead, I felt like a teenager, ready to get my dick wet for the first time.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

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