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He stopped mid-thrust to flip me over, then slammed back into my ass, making me come once more, before powering forward a final time. He hadn’t come himself yet, although his cock twitched inside of me so I knew he was close.
“If I ever see another man touching what ismine,” he warned, emphasizing the last word before continuing, “I will kill him, then fuck you in a pool of his blood.”
The seriousness in his eyes was evident as I snuck a glance at him. Before I could respond, he closed his eyes and I watched his full lips flatten as he came inside of me. Afterward, he just pulled out and walked away without a word.
I lay there for several minutes, my body completely boneless. My mind hadn’t fared much better because it was still in a daze. My heart took the worst of it, though. Nazario had broken me down and gotten me to admit to the two secrets I’d intended to take to the grave, my love for him being the most unbelievable of all.
NAZARIO
I’d walked way from Viviana that night, and I forced myself to stay away. In fact, I had avoided her the last couple of them, but I had seen her moping around the estate. She didn’t appear as sick as she once was, so I suppose for her that was good, but I knew there was still a monumental issue to discuss. The only problem was that I had no desire to talk about this damned baby, now or ever. It was fucking crazy looking back because it was the main reason I’d wanted to keep her around. It would figure that I would not want anymore what I once did, but we both knew why.
The conversation constantly repeated itself in my head, and although I couldn’t see the righteous indignation or pain on her face anymore, her voice still spoke volumes.
“Are you trying to tell me that you’re pregnant? When did you find out?”
“J-just this morning. I haven’t had a cycle in more than a month and I’ve been feeling ill each morning when I wake up, so I—”
“More than a month? Are you saying you could actually be pregnant with my father’s child?”
The very possibility made me violently ill. I couldn’t help but think back to the previous trip with my father when he told me he wanted an heir, and this time, it would be one without the same defects that were in me. From birth, he’d bemoaned my eye condition, but I knew there was more to it than that.
“Your heart is weak, figlio. I want an heir who’s strong enough to carry on the family name and values.”
Stefano always considered me weak. He used to think Kristalina was responsible for me wanting something different in life back when I was younger. He didn’t have to worry about it too long, though. His actions afterward put me back in my place, and I have been focused a hundred percent on this family ever since. A lot of those under me considered me even more ruthless than my father, and they were right. I always felt as if I had to work harder, and be even more successful because I’d wanted his approval. God help me, but I wanted to make him proud. I also wanted to kill him, and I did. It was before I was ready, however, so that goal of mine regarding him would never be realized. Viviana was to blame for it all.
I thought back to our conversation that day. She’d been so pale, and there had been tears streaming down her cheeks, although those were mainly from the reminder that her friend had died. When I had heard another of the men ditched her in an alley, I knew I needed to intervene. I had to find the slain woman and dispose of her in a more discreet way. I’d never expected to see Viviana there. She recognized me as easily as I had her, and everything that had happened since was put into motion that dark night.
The girl was family to Viviana, and with her having no living relatives left, I knew this baby inside of her likely filled the void my father created. It didn’t mean I would just ignore the fact that the evil we vanquished could be growing inside her womb.
Did you not use protection with him?”
I had to pretend to be in love with him, so of course not. I couldn’t dictate to him what he was going to do any more than I can dictate those terms to you.”
“You hated him, yet you were still willing to risk a pregnancy? How could you be so fucking stupid, Viviana? I’m not so sure you wanted to kill him after all.”
I’ve never wanted to kill anyone more than him.”
“You were trying to trap him like you’re trying to do to me.”
I had struck a nerve and she slapped me, although it aroused me more than it angered me. I loved the way she reacted without a thought to her own safety. She was foolish, but spirited as well. Whenever I would think of the quiet bookworm I knew her to be back in our school days, she had changed so completely and it had taken me by surprise. She’d always been pretty, but now, she was abso-fucking-lutely lethal, and knowing she could slit my throat while whispering sweet words into my ear turned me on more than it worried me.
She could deny it all she liked, but Viviana was in love with me. I’d once thought it was all a game to her, but in recent weeks, I’d catch the way she would stare at me when she thought I wasn’t looking, as well as actually having her admit it just the other night. Her lethalness went beyond her looks. She certainly used them, and her hot body, to her advantage, but I now knew she had training and I couldn’t overlook that.
I’d wanted her to try to lie and tell me she didn’t know the Catalanos, but she didn’t. She owned up to her alliance with them, and now I couldn’t trust her. She had gotten herself pregnant so she would have some sort of bargaining chip to hold over me, especially if the damned thing turned out to be a male. Legacies were everything in this world, and no Don would turn his back on his own son. She’d accomplished that feat, then ran off to celebrate with them.
“Why did you return?” I asked aloud.
I had been worried she would be held by them, but they willingly let her go, and easily, so there had to be something in it for them. She had nearly gotten away from me, but then came running right back. They had to be planning to harm my potential child, and it was even more of a reason to make sure the infant never saw the light of day.
You’re getting rid of the kid.”
“I’m doing no such thing, and especially at your will. I’m not some brainless twit you can push around. I can think—”
“You’re the one that acted like a brainless twit.”
“For the record, I was protected, but a month or so ago, I had fallen ill and required the use of antibiotics. If it is his, it had to have happened then.”
“I will send for a doctor who will handle the abortion discreetly.”
