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GREY
She was right. She always fucking is. As much as I’m never going to admit it to her, Arden is just as quick as she is beautiful—she knows that the only reason why I brought her here is because I want her.
I’ll be damned if I have her, though. Because I refuse to ever let myself have her.
That doesn’t stop me from wanting her. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone else in my life. I want her with a physical ache in my body that can only be soothed by her, an animalistic desire to claim her as my own.
I may be an alpha with other women, but not with Arden. There’s something about her that makes me weak, makes me want to submit to her. When she speaks, I want to listen, I want to obey, I want to do as she tells me.
I hate her for that.
Arden Rossi is here, in my house. I may be rooms and hallways away from her, but I can feel her presence. It clings to me, haunts me, lingers with me. Like a breath against my cheek, like the tips of her fingernails, digging into my skin.
Fuck.
I pull myself out of my chair,
I’m not sure exactly what the fuck I’m going to get from her in terms of business, but I had to have her. There wasn’t enough evidence to convict the Rossis, to start a war against them, despite that being their style of killing. The Rossis haven’t killed in more than a decade, and I’m not a fool—gangs try to pin things on other gangs all the time. Even though I hate her, I know Arden well enough to know she’s a terrible fucking liar. If she had tried to play me, I would have seen it.
But my plan worked for some good, didn’t it?
Because Arden Rossi is here, in my house. She’s here to bend to my whims, whatever I decide to do with her.
Or let myself do with her.
As I straighten my jacket and throw back another shot of brandy, I know that the next three days are going to be hell—a hell I’m choosing to put myself through, because I didn’t have to bring her back with me, force her to stay with me, but I did.
Closing the door to my home office and locking it behind me, I let my thoughts wander as I pace through the halls, eventually finding my way to the room where I know she’s staying.
Touching her. Tasting her. Fucking her.
I’ve always needed Arden, always wanted her in a way that’s different from any other woman. I’ve always imagined having her, being inside of her, fucking her. But as always, I can’t have her, because she’s my enemy. I hate her. That doesn’t stop me from being attracted to her. Sometimes the body refuses to listen to the mind.
“Does your family have any rivals?” I ask, walking into her room without asking. This is my house, and her door was open and unlocked.
Dick move, but the more I can get her to hate me, the better off I am. We both are. I think she knows that, too.
She barely glances at me over her shoulder from where she stands by the mirrored vanity.
“No,” she says simply. “Now get out. I’m not answering questions unless we’re around a table in a meeting.”
I meet her gaze in the mirror. She cocks a challenging eyebrow, telling me to get the fuck out of her room, but I’m not leaving, not yet.
“I’m going to get dressed,” she says slowly, unzipping a suitcase one of her family’s soldiers had dropped off with a yank that shoots through my chest like a bullet. “I said get out.”
“My house, my rules.” I grin, but I turn around anyway. “Has your family had any threats recently?” I ask.
“No.”
I can imagine her tugging her shirt over her head as a garment falls to the ground with a soft thud, and I’m suddenly not sure if it’s safe to be in the same room as Arden Rossi while she’s naked, a fact that my cock is more than willing to tell me.
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely,” she says, and there’s another yank of a zipper.
I plant my feet into the ground, trying to focus on anything but Arden being naked in my house. But it’s too late, and my pants are already getting dangerously tight.
“Why are you so worried, Grey?” she asks.
