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And Mia knows it too.

I come up to her in her office and smooth my hands over her shoulders where we stand. The problem with wanting to placate her through touch is the world starts to melt and burn with awareness and a need that we both feel. I say both, because it’s there, lighting her eyes.

And her breath comes in short, uneven gasps.

“I’m doing what I need to do. Feed you, keep you safe. Or, you know, if you want to stay here, I can lock this door, strip you down, and fuck you all night long.”

Mia moans but shakes me off. “Fine, dinner it is.”

* * *

She’s quiet as I drive to the estate, and the more silence she gives me, the heavier and thicker the air grows with her fury.

“C’mon, sweetness,” I say, keeping my tone light. “Might as well get it over and done with now.”

“What’s that, Christian? I’m not in the mood to murder you while you drive. I don’t feel like dying.”

“There’s a plus. Remind me to drive you around every time you feel like murdering me.”

She snorts. “That’s only going to ever work for a short while. One day I’ll come at you away from the car.”

“Anywhere, anytime, sweetness,” I say softly, fingers flexing on the wheel. “I’ll turn your murderous ways to my advantage. Use that anger for some really great—”

“Do you only think about sex?”

I laugh. “Around you? It’s a safe bet. But I was going to say exercise.”

“I’m not amused, Christian. I’m pissed off. In all ways. You lot don’t listen to me. You don’t think I can take care of myself. And you end up treating me like I’m a caged animal.”

“I’d lock you up if it would keep you safe.”

“You’d lock me up if you thought you could get away with it.” She crosses her arms, keeping the scarred side of her face averted from me. “And we both know it.”

Fucking hell, I’m a killer, a dangerous man, and she sits there, snubbing her nose at that and my authority like I’m nothing. Never in my life have I met a woman like her.

And maybe I just don’t want ever to let her go. She’s mine. I don’t know if it’s a forever thing, or a for-now thing, but I know I want to spend a small forever exploring her. Both body and mind.

Then again, maybe I’m losing my mind.

Who the fuck knows?

All I know is she ties me into knots I don’t know how to undo.

I check the rearview. Diego and Tizio are there, I recognize the car. They keep a respectful distance, but they don’t let a car between us.

“Mia, this is for your own good. The whole deal with this Frank stinks.”

“I know and I was handling it. I don’t need you guys involved.”

“Well, sweetheart, we are and this goes deeper.”

“Like how deep.”

“Like I’m not telling you.”

“I hate you, Christian.”

I laugh again at the loathing layering of her words. “No, you don’t, sweetness. You loathe the fact you get wet around me.”

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