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“This.” She gestured toward my arm.
“I’m not gonna fuck you again, Gia,” I said with a harshness she deserved. She was relentless. Nothing worse than a Silvani with a bone.
“Not even if I beg?” She let her hand crawl to the front of my boxers, her fingers grazing me through them. I hardened at her touch almost immediately, like a goddamn junkie seeking that high again.
“No,” I told her, this time with a fierier bite of the word as I grabbed her hand and moved it away from my lap.
She huffed and sat up. “Can I have a drag, at least?”
I handed her what was left of my cigarette, and she placed it between her full lips. I ached at the sight, imagining them on my cock. With a shake of my head, I pushed those thoughts aside. That would be easier had I never gotten a taste of being inside her.
“You seem quite shaken up from that discussion with Silvio,” she said as she reached over me to flick the ash off the cigarette. The soft fullness of her chest grazed my dick. She was prying because she was a fucking Silvani at heart.
“I think I made a mistake going to the club to confront Rudy,” I told her as I wiped my hand down my face.
“Why do you think that?”
“I shouldn’t have shot him in the goddamn club. It could have been bugged.” I grabbed the cigarette from her and took another hit as my nerves began to rub raw again. “I won’t go to prison, Gia, even if they come for me.”
“Nothing you can do now.” She shrugged, as if she didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. But she did. If anyone knew, it was her.
Several minutes of silence passed between us before I finally spoke. “Silvio thinks I’m unfit to run the family business. That I’m letting you get to my head.”Both of them.
“When it’s time for you to run the business, he won’t have a choice, now, will he?” She handed the cigarette to me, and I squelched it in the tray. Smoke still rose from it, circling in the air. “You can run this shit however you want, but I hope you make better choices than he did.”
“How do you mean?”
“He lets people involved with drugs into his circle, and he launders money through businesses that are dealing with sex trafficking. This is literally torn from the handbook of ‘What Not to Do as a Crime Lord.’” She grinned with tight lips.
“We can’t all be a perfect family like yours,” I said. Everyone in her family would always think they were better than us.
Gia tapped her temple. “You don’t have to be perfect, just smart.”
“We’re being led by the goddamn devil himself.” I sighed. “And he will happily bring us all to hell with him.”
ChapterNineteen
Gia
The sun shining through the huge bay window woke me up. I was still snuggled against Enzo’s side on the couch. I didn’t remember falling asleep, but I remembered the hunger in my pelvis before I had. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and I stared at him. He looked sweet. He looked innocent. Like he wasn't capable of all that he was. My hands trailed down his chest, hovering at his bare stomach. He was a thing of beauty, and I wanted him more than anything, maybe even more than my next breath at that moment. It was all I could think about.
My hand trembled as I reached over his lap and rubbed the front of his boxers. He hardened beneath my teasing touch, his head still in his hand as he slept. I peeled myself away from him and crawled to the floor. The carpet cushioned my knees as my fingers worked on the waistband of his boxers, trying to pull them down. Enzo grabbed my hand and stopped me with a smirk.
“I said no, babygirl.” His eyes were still closed, lips slightly open in a pout. He batted my hands away from his lap.
I sat up. “I want you.” I grabbed his face, and he opened his eyes. They were a dark shade of blue I’d never seen before in another person. Enzo was as unique as those eyes. The ache in my pelvis intensified, wanting nothing more than to have him take me.
“Too bad,” he said as he stroked my cheek. “I ain’t giving you what you want.” His smirk was devilish and teasing. A person like Enzo would use my desire against me.
“Come the fuck on,” I whined.
“Girl, get off your knees.” He dragged me onto the couch. “We have work to do today.”
I would believe his restraint if he wasn’t rock hard through his shorts. I drooled at the curves beneath the fabric. I wanted my mouth on him, but the more I showed him I wanted it, the harder he fought against it. Evil bastard.
“Fine.” I threw my hands up in defeat and stood. He tried to ignore me as I squatted to dig through my bag for clothes.Remember how much he hated the thought of me getting myself off?My mind sadistically whispered.Why not?
I climbed back into his bed and lay on top of the comforter.
