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I sweep my tongue inside and reach around to press her against every inch of me. My other hand threads through her long dark hair and grips it as our kiss deepens.
God, I wasn’t imagining it. She still tastes so damn sweet. Cinnamon and honey.
I take from her, wanting to throw her over my shoulder and fuck her on every surface in this damn penthouse. Then I remember I have something important to do. When I force myself away from her moist, hot mouth, she lets out a sexy moan. I hold her eyes, then lick my lips.
Mia slides down my body slowly and looks at me in question. Waiting.
I take a step away, my hand on her hip, and slip my hand into my pocket, pulling out a small box. I glance quickly around the guest bedroom filled with boxes and hate this is how she’s being proposed to.
Nathan is right. This is fucked up.
A flash of anger spears through me. No one gave my family a second thought when Carlos was shooting bullets into their bodies. When he shot Rebecca dead at only three years of age.
Mia Mancini is a means to an end. My doorway to the revenge I deserve.
Get on with it, Connor. This is fake.
I release her hip and open the box. Her eyes drop, then she gasps.
I hate how happy that makes me.
I understand why, though. The eight-carat square solitaire diamond set in platinum is simply stunning.
Her eyes dart to mine in awe, then she breathes out my name. “Connor.”
Goddamn her.
“It has to be believable,” I growl, ignoring the wistful look in her eyes, and take her hand. It’s warm in mine, and I fight the urge to squeeze it and make her smile.
This is so fucking wrong.
I slide the two-million-dollar ring on her finger. When our eyes connect, I see her vulnerability and hate myself.
“One day, Mia Mancini, a man who deserves you will do this a whole lot better that I just have. Someone who loves you.” I then drop her hand and walk away.
I ignore the noise she makes as I keep walking.
Because I can’t do this if I care.
My family deserves to be avenged.
I will protect Mia as much as I can, but the fact remains, she will hate me at the end when she learns the truth.
IWAKE WITH Mia lyingacross my chest.
She was already asleep when I went to bed. I wanted to give her space—or perhaps it was me who needed it, after putting that fucking ring on her finger—so I undressed, slid under the covers, and pulled her body up against mine.
Our limbs were not strangers after our first night together, but it surprised me when she wriggled in her sleep and then settled.
My cock hardened, and as my fingers drifted over her hips and down between her thighs, her body reacted. Her legs slid apart to give me access.
“Good girl,” I growled into her hair, pressing inside her.
When she arched and let out a little sleepy moan, I began pumping. Slowly at first, then harder. The need to fuck her, the woman now wearing my ring, overcame me in a way I did not expect.
I thumbed her clit, and it didn’t take long before she was panting and pleading as her orgasm struck. As if she had needed my touch all day. I then flipped her onto her back and positioned myself, lifting her legs over my shoulders.
Icy blue eyes connected with mine in the moonlight, and fuck me, they had the power to reach under my skin.
