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He nuzzled against my head, squeezing his arm across my breasts protectively. “I have my suspicions; however, there wasn’t enough proof. The building burned to the ground, the other fires we’d had minor in nature. But I assure you that one day he will face my wrath.”

His words were cold, full of the need for revenge. I shivered at the thought of what he could do. “Killing the person won’t bring her back.” I closed my eyes, bracing for whatever punishment he chose for my interference.

“No, it won’t bring Carmine back. Nothing will, including my sadness. I know that, although I can’t allow the man to get away with destroying my life.”

I wanted nothing more than to turn around and throw my arms around his neck, but this was the only way he could share with me his horror. He wasn’t able to look me in the eyes. Maybe that would make her death seem that much more real. “You have so much to live for, Montgomery. You have an incredible winery, a beautiful home.”

“I have a house I built for someone who is no longer alive. I have a winery I’ve neglected since her death. I lost the respect of the people who work with me. I have a board of directors who I had to convince not to try and force a sale. I’m not certain what I care about any longer. What I do know is that I’m on borrowed time.”n rap

“I think you do know and that includes Star. Maybe it’s time to let go of the past, even to a point. I will try and help you. If you’ll allow me to. Show this board how amazing the winery can be, how incredible a leader you are.”

He bristled at first then laughed. “An incredible leader. Maybe once. Now, I’m a ruthless tyrant. However, you are something very special, Aspen. If you stay, I will likely destroy you just like I did to Carmine.”

“You had nothing to do with her death. You aren’t responsible.” When I tried to pull away, he held me even tighter, shoving his throbbing cock against my bottom.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” There was such a change in his tone of voice that I knew the conversation was over. At least he’d allowed me into another portion of his jaded, troubled world.

“No, you’re right, I don’t. I keep sticking my nose in, prying when I shouldn’t.”

He inhaled as he cupped my breast, squeezing with enough pressure I shivered. “I assure you that I’d let you know if I thought you were prying.”

“Okay. Good. Then who were you arguing with before?”

I knew I was pressing my luck by the way he exhaled.

“My brother.” He laughed after saying the words.

“I read you had a brother. Are you close?” What little information I’d found on the man had been limited.

“Hell, no. We’ve been estranged for years. But when he needs money, he stops by. He knows how much that pisses me off.”

I could tell his brother was just another thorn in his side. “Family can be difficult. I don’t talk to my brother very much either.”

“Jackson is a free spirit, refusing to hold down a job for longer than a few months.” He grumbled under his breath. “The death of our father put him into a tailspin. Granted, I think that was partially due to the fact my father always gave into his wants and needs, accepting whatever story Jackson was able to conjure up.”

“Has he ever worked here?”

“By my side for years. Then something changed in him.”

“A darkness?” I dared to ask.

“Maybe so.”

“Have you ever thought that the darkness has been inside of both of you since you were little?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you ask far too many questions?” He growled in my ear, telling me in no uncertain terms to stop trying to delve into his personal life.

“All the time,” I said, trying to laugh it off. “It’s late. I should get going.”

“I’m not finished with you yet, Aspen. You’re allowed to leave when I say you are.”

I would ordinarily be incensed, doing everything I could to walk out the door, but just the vibes in his voice alone made me want to stay. Or maybe it was the hunger that continued to build, a need that I couldn’t begin to understand. Whatever the case, I was thrown into a longing that almost suffocated me.

He pinched my nipple, twisting and pulling until I finally cried out. Then he whispered in my ear in such a sultry manner I swooned. “Pain and pleasure, my little kitten. You’re going to understand the joys of both.”

Exhaling, a slight whimper escaped my lips. I was cognizant that he’d pulled me away from the railing, leaning me over just slightly. When I felt his cock being pressed against my pussy lips, I shuddered.

“I need to be inside of you. Taking you. Giving you pleasure.” He slowly pushed his shaft inside, taking his time unlike he’d done before.

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