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“You shouldn’t keep such a dangerous creature around my daughter.”
My husband looks my father dead in the eye. “The only dangerous creature in our house is my wife.”
“Let’s eat.” I take a bite, not even bothering to hide my grin, whispering, “I knew you’d make the smart choice.”
His finger grazes against the knife up to my bare pussy. He lets out a silent curse while I beam.
Chapter 34
I drag a hand down my face.
Fuck! It’s not how I planned this family dinner to go. The moment the dinner is done and our families leave, I take off. This woman.
I drive to the compound, and both Cameron and Kieran read me like a book. Hayden studies me, all three sharing a worried look. Fact is, I wasn’t able to do what I set out to do. Tell our families about the divorce, my move, because of her. Fuck me, I don’t think I have ever been in awe of another person before my wife. I’m pretty sure when I die, the sight of her looking like a spectacular vision, taming my snake, and wearing a knife strapped against her thigh, will be the one I’ll take with me. A queen. A queen of my perdition.
“Put everything in motion,” I tell Cameron.
Nothing changes the fact that the danger is real, and I have to protect her, even if that means letting her go. But my wife is stubborn. So stubborn.
Cameron nods, and for the rest of the meeting, I stay silent, zoning out, feeling torn. I shouldn’t allow my weakness for her to rule over my rationality a second time.
When I get back home, she’s curled on her side. I’m drawn to her by a force I can’t control.
I miss the loudness between us, this silence suffocates me. She’s asleep, I remind myself. I contemplate her for a while and go pour myself a glass of whiskey.
I return and take a seat on the armchair, sipping from the glass, watching her sleeping form.
She stirs awake sometime during the night. My neck is stiff from cocking it to the side until my eyes have tattooed every inch of her on my retinas.
It’s written all over her face that she wants to fight. She shouldn’t provoke me, not tonight. Not when I’m so close to telling her the truth, not when I’m still being torn apart by my heart and mind.
“Go back to sleep.”
Chiara pushes at the sheet, while I watch her storm over to me. She breathes heavily and bends toward me, our noses almost touching. “Stop running from us. You fucking know that I run through your veins, Cato.”
“Yet, I am desperate to get rid of you.”
She wets her lips, bracing her hands on each side of the armchair. “So eager to let someone else have me?”
I curl my hand around the back of her neck and pull her to me. “Repeat that. I fucking dare you to say that to my face again.”
“Imagine that some other man fuck—”
I slam my mouth on hers. This woman, this woman makes me ballistic. I rip her panties off, tear my pants down, and thrust inside her.
I grip her thighs and push her up and down my cock, burying myself to the hilt inside her on a savage loop. Her eyes turn mad, and she gasps, feeling me so deep inside her.
I never fucked her this raw, this intense, to the point that my eyes roll in the back of my head while she grips my shoulders.
“Oh my God, I feel you everywhere.”
“Not fucking deep enough.”
She caresses my cheek, a small, tender smile on her lips.
“You already are deep enough. In every cell, every fiber, every heartbeat,amore mio.”
I bite down on her neck, marking her while I thrust in and out with powerful and savage movements. She’s hoarse from crying my name. Her toes curl, and she screams her release as I erupt inside her. We both pant and I tuck myself back in, slumping back in the armchair.
