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“Of course. A man with particular needs will find a way to hunt down the person or creation of his desire.” She studied me intently then scooted closer, lifting her arms. “However, you can’t hide behind the mask forever.” As she reached her arms around my head, fumbling to untie the material, I allowed her the gesture although my hunger continued to build. She would learn about me soon enough, although I was curious if she’d recognize my face from the single time I’d seen her so many years before. We’d both changed, but her differences were more significant, a new womanhood and a new identity.
It was obvious she’d learned of her uncle’s intentions. She’d been groomed to take over an empire, the only living heir to a powerful regime. Her parents had likely provided an indication of what they hoped she would achieve. Given what little I knew about the girl, I also wondered if she had a plan to return after her upcoming birthday or if she really had no interest in what was at stake, including the fact she’d become one of the wealthiest women in the world. Maybe she really was an innocent flower, uncaring about what money could provide.
The word on the street was that she was living and studying in Italy. The only reason Devon kept up the lie was because if the truth was known, his enemies would do everything in their power to crush him, but not before using her as a weapon of destruction. However, it was the man’s arrogance that could do him in before I had my revenge. Eventually, the charade would be ripped away. Did she know all this? Was it even possible she was working with someone to keep tabs on her uncle?
There were more questions about the beautiful young woman than answers.
That made the game that much more intriguing.
Very slowly she pulled the mask away, taking a deep breath as she studied my features. She wasn’t confirming her desire, only attempting to identify the man who’d stalked her. The fact there was no spark of recognition kept my balls aching. That would allow me to enjoy the dangerous game we’d been playing a little while longer. When a smile spread across her face, I felt vindicated, amazed my pulse was racing.
“Where to, boss?” Jameson knew better than to use my real name at this point.
“Let’s enjoy the sights of this beautiful city,” I told him. “Then we’ll take our guest home.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Sir. I take it he works for you?” she asked as she tossed the mask aside.
“Jameson has been with me for years. However, he’s more of a friend than an employee.” I lifted her chin with a single finger, noticing her lovely skin was already marked from my savage passion. “Now, it’s your turn. I need to see every inch of you.” And I would soon enough. Tonight began my exploration of her entire body as well as her keen mind. Then I would enjoy every second of breaking down her defenses, stripping away the real mask she’d been living with for years.
I was an evil man.
“But you already know what I look like. Don’t you? You were following me.” She lifted her head, the same spark of rebellion keeping my balls aching.
I wasn’t expecting the slight confrontation or the fact she’d sensed my presence early on. Her father had taught her well to always be aware of her surroundings. “I was admiring a creation of beauty,diosa.”
“I’m not a goddess. Just a woman.” I adored how she threw words in my face. “And in this city, every woman must be careful. There are far too many men with evil intent in mind.”
“But you’re not just any woman. Are you?” I asked as I brushed my knuckles down her arm.
“What does that mean?”
“You’re my woman.”
“Tsk. Tsk. I’m not for sale. At any price.”
“I didn’t say I was buying anything. Now did I?”
“You’re an arrogant man, Zorro. You’re also the kind of man I should stay far away from.”
I rubbed my finger across her lips, gathering what was left of her crimson lipstick on my skin. “Is that what you want? If so, I’ll be honored to drop you off at your house. Then I’ll leave. I may be a bad man, Eden, but I’m not in the habit of taking advantage of women who have no desire to share my passion.”
She pulled her head away, her eyes never blinking. Seconds ticked by and I was certain she’d determine our needs weren’t to her tastes. Then she closed her lovely eyes as she removed her mask. She was truly breathtaking in every way. When I touched her face, spreading my fingers as the tips became heated, she released a single, almost inaudible moan.
That only fueled the fire even more.
I reached around her, tugging on the clip that held her hair in place, growling as the long curls cascaded across her shoulders. She tossed her head then inched even closer.
“What do you want from me, Zorro?” Her question held an edge. There was no reason for me not to tell her the truth.
“Everything.”
I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her closer. As I dug my fingers into her skin, she raked her nails down the side of my neck. There was no chance of turning back. She’d crawled into the hands of a sadistic man who would devour every inch. And it would start right now.
The second I ripped at the bodice of her costume, yanking the material over her naked breasts, she issued a series of moans. As before, I expected her reaction to be an attempt at pushing me away, but she jerked my shirt, pulling it free from my trousers. Then she wrapped her fingers around the edges, ripping with enough force buttons popped. She had no way of knowing how much her rough actions enticed me.
Her eye shimmered in the lights of New Orleans as she hurriedly unbuttoned the rest, immediately palming my chest. The woman was just as insatiable, allowing herself to feel the freedom of fucking a stranger.
