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Little did I know that the femme fatale who spoke nerdy as a favorite sparring method would offer all of those and more.
I never took anyone to my mother’s cabin, not even Nate. Even my father had forgotten about the property a few years before he divorced my mother. I was the only one who paid the place a visit, whenever my mind got too loud.
And because it was my safe place, mysecretplace, I had no business taking a stranger there. But maybe the fact that she was a stranger was what allowed me to let go, even temporarily.
But what I didn’t count on was how much she’d get under my skin. I’d intended to only be physical that night, but those thoughts soon turned into more. She was a free spirit in my stifling world. A breeze of fresh yet bold innocence that was rare to find in a time when everything was a copy of a copy.
And even though I was drunk, I couldn’t let go. I remember planning to not let her go. I remember my decision to keep her so well.
So imagine my fucking surprise when I woke up the next morning and found out she’d disappeared from my life as suddenly as she’d appeared. For a moment, I thought maybe it was all a figment of my imagination and my demons had seriously lost their minds. But that thought disappeared when I found blood coating my dick.
My first reaction was anger. How dare she leave without telling me? I was almost sure we’d shared a connection, but that was only me, because she’d had no qualms about disappearing.
So I decided to forget about the whole fucking experience, even if that didn’t stop me from asking around about a certain femme fatale in a black mask. No one seemed to remember her, and the night remained in the background.
That is, until Gwen showed up at my door.
I knew without a sliver of a doubt that the femme fatale from that night was the mother. She was the only one I’d ever forgotten to use a condom with.
And the obsession to find her started all over again.
Twenty-one years.
It took twenty-one fucking years to put a name and a face to the girl from that night.
And while I’d intended to exact revenge, to punish her for abandoning Gwen, it became so much more.
It became an uncontrollable lust, an unhinged obsession, and the darkest feelings.
What started as a hate-fuck, as a need to get her out of my system, gradually turned into the most peaceful, balanced time of my life.
She matches my fire, but she also tames it. Douses it. Sings soul-soothing lullabies only she knows the lyrics to. And for the first time in my life, I want someone to be there for me.
Someone who doesn’t shy away from my destructive energy and, instead, stands tall in front of it and me. A woman who can be my partner, my lover, and my submissive all at the same time.
And I’m only getting started with her, so there’s no way in fuck her father or the damn universe will be able to take her away from me.
Nicolo himself joins me with a dozen of his guards. I knew he’d taken Bruno’s betrayal personally the moment he didn’t let his underlings handle the job and summoned his best men. The men he usually doesn’t allow to peek from the shadows.
He’s also the one who guided us straight to the old building that should see its maker sooner rather than later.
“Are you sure she’s here?” I ask as his men disperse all over the property with a mere nod from him.
“He is.” He slides a cigar to the corner of his lips, but doesn’t light it. “He’s a poetic one, Bruno. He might not have chosen her birthday as I thought he would, but he’d definitely bring her to the place she betrayed him in.”
I march to the stairs, my spine crowding with tension and each step echoing with the buzz in my ears.
A hand drops on my shoulder, but Nicolo doesn’t stop me. He merely walks alongside me. “Where do you think you’re going, rich boy? Let me take care of this.”
“Like fuck I’ll trust you to.”
“Bruno will be taken care of. I give you my word.”
“I will be there.”
“Don’t blame me if you accidentally get shot.” He releases me with a mere shrug but strides alongside me. Or half jogs, because I eat the stairs in no time.
But the scene that greets me nearly sends me tumbling back down. Gwen is tied to a chair, trying to roll to the edge, where Aspen and Bruno are.
