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I stare at him in horror. “Is that athreat?”
“No. That is cold, hardreality,” he snaps. “I have resources and connections such that I’m the first to have figured out who you are. But I won’t be the last.”
My face pales, my body and brain going numb.
This can’t be happening. This can’t be real. This is all a bad dream.
I stare at him, my breath coming ragged and fast. “I—why…” I shake my head. “I mean, what do you get out of—”
“A marriage between our families heals a divide in my organization—one that haseverythingto do with your father, by the by.”
I shiver as his hand cups my jaw, lifting my chin so that my eyes lock with his.
“So: you get protection. I stop a civil war.And…” He leans close, making my breath catch and my body jolt as his lips brush my ear again. “I’ll let you truly explore this darkness in you, in a way that nobody else can.”
I gasp, my pulse skipping as feel his hand on my thigh tighten possessively. As I feel his teeth suddenly nip at the tender flesh of my neck.
“Now be a good girl andspread your fucking legs.”
15
CILLIAN
It’s takenevery fucking ounce of my willpower to have gone this long with her sitting naked on my lap and not have bent her over the fucking table in front of us and fucked her hard enough and deep enough to slake my hunger for her.
Now, that patience is at an end.
The problem isn’tjusther nakedness. It’s notjustthat I’ve tasted her before. Notjustthat I’ve felt her come insanely hard as she squeezed my dick, or that I’ve been craving her, even while hunting her, ever since.
It’s that I’ve seen the darkness in her.
I’ve seen how deep her own depravity goes. I’ve seen the porn she likes, and the fantasies she has. I’ve realized that the band she wore on her wrist that night at Club Venom wasn’t just an act, or her “cover”.
I’ve watched her step onto the edge, teetering over the abyss in an attempt to satiate the dark desires she keeps locked inside.
And it’s all ofthattaken together that has me unable to stop or deny myself any longer.
Given who and what I am, it’s not like I’m out cruising the city picking up random club bunnies every night of the week. But I’m also forty-one, and I’ve hardly spent my adult life as a monk.
Still, it’s taken less than a week of watching her to understand there’s something rare about Una.
I’ve never once seen a darkness and viciousness similar to mine reflected back at me by any woman.
Dangerous, depraved desires, buried deep inside. And yet in her they’re also mixed with a sort of intoxicatingly defiant innocence. As if there’s a war forever raging in her, between the good and the bad. Light and dark, caught for all eternity like lightning in a bottle.
I’m dying to smash it open.
She gasps, shuddering as my hand slides up her bare thigh.
“I said, be a good girl andspread your fucking legs.”
Una stares straight ahead as I breathe the words into her ear—defiance in her eyes, her jaw clenched.
But it’s all an act. It’s a shell she’s learned to hide within—to stop the world from seeing the darkness swirling inside of her.
She’s embarrassed by her own desires. So she keeps them locked deep inside like a dirty little secret, masking herself with this chip-on-her-shoulder toughness and devil-may-care sass.
Which I seeright fucking through.
