Page 55 of Fiery Affection


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“But I need to know some things, okay? Like how you got your jobs, the apartment?”

Frowning, I look at him. “I don’t know how that helps.”

“I’m trying to figure out why someone is sending you shit, why someone attacked you. And your friend Dan is here, not just to check on you.”

“You know what Dad does.”

“Yeah, I’m fucking aware.”

I blow out a breath. “But I told you I keep out of it all.”

“Not what I asked.” Those tiger eyes glitter, and he doesn’t smile. “But others here, they know who you are?”

“I don’t know. I’m sure Dad helped with the apartment and the job at the bar. But it’s not like he sent me here to meet mafia or organized criminals. I took off and came here, and it’s him, so when the job and apartment happened quickly, I figure he used his influence.”

He nods. “You said job, babe. What about the other one?”

“Photography job I got on my own and it wasn’t easy. But Rhett—he liked my photos, and he gave me a go.”

I almost tell him how my boss first asked me out, but I know he’s not a man who’ll like that, so I don’t.

“I don’t have connections, Nicolo. I . . . I hate that life.”

“I know.”

Then I put my hand on his chest, curling it over his heart. “B-before the attack. I got a call.”

He frowns. “What call is that, Avah? From who?”

“I don’t know. But . . .” Oh, crap. He’s not going to like this. “But it was about you. Said you’re not what I think you are.”

Nicolo doesn’t answer immediately.

“And what’s that, Avah?”

I flinch as he says my name, at the little thread of coldness. “A liar? I know who you are, Nicolo.”

“And what’s that?”

“Organized crime. Mafia. Aren’t you?”

He looks at me and sighs.

“Yes.”

ChapterFifteen

NICOLO

I haven’t come. I’m aching. So fucking hard. And the fact I held off is only because she’s a virgin. Was.

I more than obliterated that shit. Christ, her cunt is the tightest fucking thing I’ve known. And the way she responded? Opened herself to me, offered herself? Better than the fantasies of her. I wanted to come in her, unload my seed, mark her, claim her in that utterly primal way that says mine.

But I’m a big man. To come in her then would be to lose control, give over to my lust and pound into her. So, here I am with a massive fucking case of blue balls, and we’re both naked.

With my answer hanging in the air.

Her face is almost expressionless, because she’s trying to do that. But her blue eyes darken. She sucks in a breath and nods.

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