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“Did she get it back?”
He nods. “When she did, it brought back the memory she had a son. Frankie. Alessandro knew nothing about him and when Angelo revealed he had burned the mansion down, we thought Frankie had perished.”
Now I understand and feel so bad about my part in this, and the tears remain unchecked as I weep for the pain my actions have brought.
He turns to me and says gruffly, “I discovered you had left half an hour after they had and traced your journey. The rest you know, so you can see why I need the answer to my question. Frankie belongs with Club Mafia. He needs his parents, and I’m sure you completely agree with that.”
I nod miserably. “I do.”
“Then tell me. Please, Eliza.”
The fact he asked so politely makes me stare at him in surprise and his soft expression takes me back a little as he whispers, “For me, for Winter, Alessandro and Club Mafia. I am begging you to allow me to take him home where he belongs.”
CHAPTER13
MALIK
Ihold my breath because now I’ve laid it out there, I have no ammunition left. She knows everything and I’m relying on her to come through. She appears so sad it makes my heart sink and as she sighs deeply, she whispers, “I will see what I can do.”
“How?” I’m really hoping she tells me everything, but there is something holding her back and until I understand what that is, I can’t help her.
She says in a broken voice, “It’s not my information to give.”
She glances up from under her long, wet lashes and whispers, “I will tell you, but it won’t help you find Frankie. I wasn’t kidding when told you that. Please, Malik, you must trust me too.”
“But you lied to me.” I stare back at her fiercely and she nods, looking ashamed.
“It’s true, there is no Benjamin, no soldier and no, well, lost virginity.” Her cheeks flame and for some reason, it strikes something deep in my heart. I feel so protective over this woman and so I tip her face to mine and whisper huskily, “Total trust, Eliza. That goes for both of us. We need that to get through this.”
“Total trust.” Her hands slide against my chest, and she whispers, I want to give you something I have protected for so long. Only you and when you take it, you will have my eternal loyalty.”
I understand what she’s asking, and I’m conflicted. It’s a responsibility I’m not sure I deserve because once I take something so freely given, she will never be free from me.
“Do you understand the consequences of that?”
She has to realize that, and her cheeks burn as she whispers, “You will own me.”
I stare at her in utter fascination because I couldn’t have put it better myself. Then she presses my hand against her heart. “You already do.”
Emotion is circling like the hungry vulture it is and ruins any good man when faced with a situation like this. My need for Eliza is outweighing my better judgment and so I slide my hands under her sweater and lift it off in one sweeping move, gazing in wonder at the lace holding her perfect breasts. Her lip quivers as I unfasten her bra and drop it to the floor, not taking my eyes from hers the entire time. Then I reach for her skirt and help her off with it and as she lies before me in the smallest pair of panties I have ever seen, my breath hitches and my cock throbs because this is happening whether it’s right or not.
As I rip off my shirt, I love how her pupils dilate as she openly stares and standing, I remove my belt and her small groan tells me she craves the power as much as I do. I am soon naked and palm my cock as I stare down at a beauty I couldn’t refuse if I tried because I want this—more than she does probably, and that surprises me more than anything.
Kneeling on the bed, I grip her ankles and pull her roughly down the bed toward me and pushing her thighs wide, I dip my head and take a long, leisurely sweep with my tongue. She shudders and gasps, “Fuck.” Causing me to smile against her wet lips and gently suck her clit into my mouth.
As I stroke it lightly, it makes her cry out, “How is this a thing, oh my God?”
Teasing, sucking, gently nipping between her legs, I bring Eliza to the edge of orgasm and take it away just as quickly. I work her body like a master and the frustration grows as she is denied her release.
Her fervent pants and heavy breathing tell me she doesn’t know how to control this and as I drive her to the edge of distraction, my own cock throbs with the need to dive inside her and take up residence.
Instead, I stroke my shaft and standing above her, I shower my release across her body, causing her eyes to snap open and stare in shock as I deny us both the one thing we want more than anything right now.
“Why?” Her eyes are full of hurt but I ignore the pain that brings and snap, “Because this happens when I say it does.”
“But…”
“But nothing. I own you, Eliza, and you haven’t learned to trust me yet. Until you do, you don’t get the whole of me all the time you deny me the whole of you.”
