AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Quickly, the phone goes silent on his end.
“You know, Giovanni, Mirabella ... the whole reason the three families don’t get along anymore ...”
“What did Pavel tell you before he passed?” he asks.
This time I go silent. He has no fucking right to talk about my father. “You will not speak of him.”
“For how calculated you make yourself out to be, you really aren’t, are you?”
Jesus, this man is shooting me through the phone. “You’ll be seeing me soon. And it won’t be to give your daughter back.”
“What the fuck does that mean?” he asks warily.
“I fucked your daughter, Koziov. She’s mine now.”
He grunts through the phone. I can tell by the static sound he’s trying to crush it in his hands.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Wemadelove.”
“You touched my daughter?” he sneers.
“Maybe I didn’t, but even if I did, it’s not like you could do anything about it.” I hang up and put the phone in my pocket. Turning back to the seating area, I find Sloane standing right by my side.
“Did you just end the call? I hardly got to talk to him.”
“He misses you dearly.”
Her feet grow roots, blocking my way. “I want to say some really not-nice things to you right now.” Her lips press together, creating a fine line.
I knew the sass was coming soon enough. “Say them,” I muse.
“I fucking hate you.”
Stepping closer to her, I say, “That’s not what you were saying when you came on my tongue.” Grabbing onto her waist, I pull her into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. I’d be damned if one of my men walked in on us. Her back falls into the marbled wall and her hands grab my chest, pulling me closer. This whole “I hate you” thing is just one of her acts. I know she wants me; she just doesn’t want to admit it. She’ll press her lips to mine, dig her nails into my back, and come on my dick, but she will never bring those words into existence.
“I think I’m a bad influence on you,” I mutter in her ear.
“I don’t fucking care,” she says strongly.
My lips drop but lift quickly when I smile. “You’re even swearing like me now.”
“You’re my only social interaction. You’re like my shadow, constantly following me.”
“And you’re my North Star, always pointing me in the right direction.”
Her brow furrows. “Sappy isn’t a cute look on you,” she says, pulling on the necklace I made for her.
“Eager isn’t a cute look on you,” I bite back.
She leans off the wall and pushes me against the sink. “I can walk out that door easily.”
“Do it then.”
Her head falls to the side as if I insulted her. She walks to the door, and I pull her back, crashing my lips onto hers.
“Fuck you,” I murmur.
My hands snake to the small of her back and I pull her onto the counter. Her tongue fights mine aggressively. She kisses me as if she’s had all the practice in the world. She’s a quick learner. Her lips find my neck, and she sucks on it.
