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I glance over my shoulder at Nicole, whose eyes are blank like she’s retreated into her mind. I whisper furtively, “As soon as we have time, we can go to your room and you can take all your frustrations out on my body. And I’ll say thank you and come all over your dick.”
Lorenzo’s hands clench on my waist and his gaze becomes feral. “I’ll hold you to that, princess.”
“You can. But I’ll take Nicole upstairs now.”
He takes a deep breath and growls, “Fine. But I’m waiting outside that door, and we’re locking her in until I can track down De Luca. He’s got some explaining to do.”
Together, we walk an unresponsive Nicole up to one of the spare bedrooms. I grab some joggers and one of my favorite big T-shirts. It’s not until I pass Lorenzo that I realize it’s one of his T-shirts, and he snatches it out of my hands.
“That’s not for other girls. Get her a different one.”
Instead, I get one of the T-shirts Cassius bought me when I was a prisoner at his penthouse and go into the spare bedroom and close the door. Nicole is sitting on the edge of the mattress.
“You all right in there, princess?” Lorenzo calls through the door almost immediately.
“Just unstrapping all the guns and knives from Nicole’s body.”
“What?”
“I’m kidding.”
“Now is not the time for jokes,” he mutters.
I put the clothes on the bed next to Nicole and sit down next to her. Wordlessly, I put my arm around her shoulders and hold her. “You tried to warn us there was danger. Thank you.”
Nicole stares at her hands in her lap.
“I’m so happy you’re alive. I thought you were dead.”
She looks away, her face creasing. “I never wanted to do it. They made me.”
“Do what? Who is they?”
But Nicole pulls away and lays down, covering her head with the blanket and sobbing harder than ever. “It was a trap for those four men. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
I stroke her shoulder for a few minutes, my touch soft but confusion rolling through me. I want to demand she sit up and tell me what’s going on, but she’s been through enough already tonight.
When I leave the bedroom, Lorenzo is gone and Cassius is waiting outside for me. He’s still dressed in a black sweater that’s tight across his muscles and his brown eyes are almost black in the dim light. I reach up and touch his curls, going up on tiptoe so I can be closer to him. My big bear of a man.
Before I can say a word, he sweeps me into his arms and squeezes me tight. There’s a lot of Italian growling in my ear, and I catch the wordsStrife,Acid,andfucking kill that motherfucker.
He pulls away and takes my face in his hands. “Bambina, I thought we were all going to die. Us, and you. I have not endured such a night in nine years.”
Cassius’ mouth descends on mine. His hot tongue parts my lips and I’m pressed back against the wall, his hard body searing my own as he presses into me.
“Where are the others?” I ask between feverish kisses.
“Lorenzo and Salvatore have gone out to look for De Luca. Vinicius is searching the crashed van.” He slides his hands down my ass and squeezes me, all of his fingers digging into my flesh. “I need you,bambina. Now.”
I need him, too. I look up and down the hall. My room is right next door, but I don’t like the idea of Nicole overhearing me taking a pounding from one of the Coldlake Syndicate. Lorenzo’s is further down the hall but it would be inconsiderate leaving his sheets smelling like sex while he’s out there working. Lorenzo’s wound up enough as it is.
I take Cassius’ hand and head downstairs to the living room. With the lights off, the sofa looks private and inviting.
Between hungry kisses, Cassius strips my clothes from my body and then lays down on the sofa on his back.
“Come on. Come and sit on my face. I want to eat you up.”
He coaxes me up his body until I’m straddling his face. “Are you sure? Can you breathe?”
