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It’s only been three weeks since Riley accepted my proposition, and I’m already getting impatient. I know these things can take time, and I don’t want to put any pressure on her, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do everything I can to speed up the process.
“Your period should be due soon— you haven’t bled since I started fucking you,” I point out as I pull on my jeans. The way she blushes back at me only makes my cock desperate to be inside her again.
“I don’t know when it’s due. I’ve never kept track of it before.” She suddenly looks a lot more awake. We haven’t had a detailed conversation about conception. I’ve been far too distracted by taking pleasure from her body.
“Well, start keeping track.” I slip my t-shirt over my head before climbing back on top of her. Then, taking a fist of her hair, I make sure I have all that pretty blue-eyed attention.
“That’s if I haven’t knocked you up already.”
I’m surprised when she smiles back at me. I know the thought terrifies her and that she’s doing this purely for me. It’s one of the reasons I haven’t left her side in three weeks. I’m scared that if she has time to think this all through, she might try to back out.
“I have to leave town for a few days.” I've known for a while that I have shit to deal with in Chicago, and I’ve been putting it off to spend time with her, but now it’s become unavoidable. The look of disappointment that I’m seeing on Riley’s face has me desperate to stay.
“You’re leaving me?” Her bottom lip sticks out as she sulks, and I can’t resist reaching down and clamping it between my teeth.
“I have a business to run. Sometimes it takes me out of town,” I explain when I pull away just far enough to be able to see her face again.
“I could always come with you,” she suggests, pulling her eyes away from me and staring out toward the balcony. Riley suffers terribly with pride. I love how she always tries to hide her emotions from me and fails at it.
“You know that’s not possible.” I feel a bitter stab of disappointment about that myself. But Gioele was right. The circumstances she was obtained by means I can’t flaunt her around. Even if I could, I decided from the day I bought her home that she should be sheltered from the way I make my money.
I wanted her to fear me in the beginning, but I’ve quickly learned that I much prefer her to see the good in me. I never want her to think of me as a monster, like Adriano.
“I could keep a low profile.” Her fingers tease with the hem of my t-shirt. “Who’s gonna take care of me while you’re away?” The little temptress flattens her palm against my stomach and slowly slides it under the waistband of my jeans. When her fingers glide over my shaft, I drop my head and close my eyes to try to distract myself from her.
“You have to stay here,” I speak through my tense jaw. “And don’t think that there won’t be strict rules while I’m gone.” After finding enough strength to look back at her, I reach between us and grab her wrist. Then slowly pulling her hand out of my jeans, I kiss her fingertips and pin her arm to the mattress above her head.
“Rules that you will abide by,” I warn, knowing how much she likes to test me.
“Let’s hear them then.” Riley lets out a long sigh and rolls her eyes defiantly. I swear if there wasn’t the slightest chance that she might already have my child growing inside her, I’d twist her little body back onto its front and thrash her ass cheeks until they matched the color of her hair.
“Ricardo’s staying behind to keep an eye on you.”
She snarls at the idea.
“And you’re to do as he says,” I warn.
Much to Ricardo’s displeasure, I’ve reassigned him. He is Riley’s personal protection now instead of mine. Of course, I had to offer him a substantial increase in his salary, but I know he’s worth the money. He is the best. And you can’t put a price on loyalty.
“Ricardo hates me,” Riley huffs out her words like a spoiled brat.
“Ricardo doesn’t hate you.”
“Okay then, I hate him. He’s boring, and he’s rude.”
“I’m sorry my staff doesn’t live up to your entertainment standards, Miss Hayes, but I pay them to protect.”
“And to stop me from running,” she adds, trying to be smart.
“You could run all you want.” I shake my head at her. “But be assured that I will find you.” It’s not a threat, it’s a promise, and the seductive smile she gives me back suggests that it pleases her.
I’m not about to give her all my trust just yet, though.
“You are also to eat everything Sylvia makes for you, no meal skipping,” I add, and after another over-exaggerated eye roll, Riley nods back at me.
“Anything else?” she asks sarcastically.
“Yes. You are not, under any circumstances, to play with my pussy. I want it desperate and needy for me when I get back.” I press my lips onto hers before she can argue and push myself off the bed. It’s already her fault that I have less than an hour to pack and get to the airfield.
