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“No, you’re not.”
Her lips tremble a little. “No, I’m not. I just wanted something of my own, something good.”
“I’m not a good man.”
“I think you might be,” she says. “For me.”
“Hellie…”
“You’ll deliver me. I know that. But we both know what my future holds. It’ll be empty, totally and completely. And I want…something, that’s all. Something good. Something to call mine.”
Thing is, in a different world I’d get her out of the situation. But her father wouldn’t stop chasing me down if I interfered with the plan. Dowd, either. It’s not a matter of the two of them just forming an alliance. It isn’t how things are done in their fucked up world.
No one trusts anyone. And me? The two of them owing me makes things worse. I know beneath her snarky and sassy words, she’s scared of a bleak future, one where she’ll be forced into a role of mafia princess forever with no escape. Kept under lock and key, used as Dowd’s plaything whenever he wants.
He’s got women, but he’ll use his wife.
Not my problem.
It’s the same mantra that’s been in the back of my head, down under the surface since I first saw her.
Some of the mafia princesses want the life, the trappings, the dubious prestige.
Hellie calls herself Hellie, not Hellena. Hellie. A nickname no one else will ever call her after I deliver her.
Dowd wants the package, the pretty princess, the bird in the cage, the slave in the bed, clipped wings and crushed dreams.
Something inside me crumbles. And I take hold of her face, smoothing her hair back. “Hellie…”
And I say to hell with all of it before I crush my lips to hers.
7
HELLIE
My heart gallops like a thoroughbred. I melt into him, our tongues twisting – hot, hungry, and intense. I settle against the hard contours of him, the heat of him. I might be dumb enough to fall for him, but I know it doesn’t go any farther than this…here…now.
It doesn’t matter.
I still want him. Need him.
He keeps kissing me, backing me up until I hit the wall. He kisses a burning trail down the side of my throat, sucking on my skin, making things flare into life inside.
I’m no virgin but I’m not overly experienced. It doesn’t matter, though. I want everything I can have, everything I can take.
His teeth nip me and I moan. His hands are everywhere, and he palms one of my breasts. My nipples bead hard, and I want…oh God, I want more.
Sliding my palms up under his T-shirt, I stroke over the smooth hard muscle. The heat of him makes me vibrate with need, turns me inside out until I’m quivering. It’s crazy since he’s only kissed me and felt me up like we’re at our first school dance. We’re not talking dirty hot porn stuff.
Yet, I hope.
I rise on my toes and dig my fingers into his pecs. “I know we don’t know each other, but I feel like I know you and I know—”
“Hellie. I feel it, too.” He slips the dress from my shoulders and unhooks my bra. My arms are pinned against him as his gaze scrapes over my nipples like he’s catching them between his teeth.
I lower my hands to the top of his jeans and unbutton them, taking deep breaths as heat pools between my thighs. My panties, already wet with desire, cling to me and he hasn’t touched me there. He captures my nipples with his teeth, one at a time. I reach out a tentative hand and cup his hard cock, making him hiss air.
He pulls my hands away only for a second to let my dress drop to the ground. Then he dives back on my breast with his mouth, taunting my nipple with his tongue and teeth as his other hand strokes my wet slit.
