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“I met with all of the families. I can’t rule any of them out. It could be any of them. It could be none of them.”
“With every hit,” he stands from his desk, “we look weak. And you know what happens to weak families.”
“Yes, Papa,” I respond as he passes towards the doorway.
“I know who she is,” he pats my arm, “and I don’t care. I actually think she might be good for you.”
ChapterTwenty
Avalie
TWO WEEKS LATER…
The sun is blazing through the window when I begin to wake up.
Why the fuck is it so bright?
Groaning from soreness as I roll over, I turn the clock on the nightstand towards me. Ten o’clock. Swinging my feet over the bed and throwing back the covers, a chill hits my naked body.
Naked? Oh fuck!
The sudden realization of why my ass cheek is so tender hits me.
That wasn’t a dream.
I let him fuck me, again.
Who am I kidding? I was dying for him to fuck me again.
I needed it. I needed it so badly that I would have begged him for it.
No matter how many times I tell myself it is never happen again, it happens again. Twice yesterday even. My brain might be thinking, “no,” but my body is screaming, “fucking take me.”
Even with how sensitive the skin is on my backside, my pussy clenches and throbs at the thought of the yearning look in his eyes, needing me. The gentle caress of his hands and how they ground me. The abrasive words from his mouth as he commands me. The pain of his belt on my skin as he frees my mind. The way his cock stretches me every time he presses inside of me. He takes what he needs from my body, but gives me everything I did not even know mine needed in return.
For fuck’s sake, Ava.
Renzo is a criminal, heir to a crime syndicate even. He takes women as payment for debts. He is not the type of man you catch feelings for…even if he is tall…so muscular…has eyes that pierce your soul…plays your body like he has been practicing his whole life…gives orgasms so strong it feels like the world is imploding…
Shit! Where was I?
Stepping into the shower, I grab the loofa and begin to scrub my skin. I rake the loofa so hard over my body, it’s like I am trying to unsuccessfully scrub Renzo from my skin and thoughts.
“It’s about time you got up.”
“Jesus Christ,” I scream as Renzo’s voice in the bathroom startles me, “Do you ever fucking knock?”
“You have nothing I haven’t seen before and or don’t plan on seeing plenty more of in the future. You are mine,piccola pesca.”
“For the last time,” I huff, “I am not yours.”
“Keep telling yourself that,” he closes the shower door, “Finish up. There are clothes on the bed for you, and we have somewhere to be.”
“What,” I call back at him, but he either does not hear me or he opts to ignore me.
Did he say somewhere to be?
Not even knowing if I heard him right, I quickly finish my shower. After drying my hair and throwing on a little make-up, I walk into the bedroom to find Renzo waiting patiently on my bed next to a blue floral maxi dress, strappy heeled sandals, and beautiful sapphire blue lace undergarments.
