Page 62 of The Consigliere


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“Don’t you get it? You’re in danger of losing your life. I won’t react the right way.”

“Oh, yeah. I think I understand. You can’t handle the thought of potentially losing your friendship with my brother.”

“That’s not it and you know it.”

“No problem. Thank you for being man enough to tell me. I do appreciate that. Very few men have the balls.”

Sighing, I scrubbed my stubbly jaw with my hand, angry with myself for the way I’d handled it. I was used to dealing with stalkers who couldn’t care less about how they got to their victims, casing them even while in the shower. I’d seen so many horrible things, witnessing so many crimes against humanity and God that I couldn’t count them. I’d also thwarted several assassins from completing their jobs, taking a bullet in the line of duty from one. But this… this was excruciating. To see the hurt in her eyes gutted me.

“A member of my team will be here in a few minutes to protect you while I’m gone.”

“Where are you going?” She lifted her chin, the same defiance I’d seen so many times before returning.

“I have a few things to take care of. Then soldiers from New York will also arrive shortly so we can grab a handle on this.”

“This. You make it sound like it’s nothing more than another assignment instead of my life we’re talking about.”

A wave of fury swept through me. I fisted my hand, pumping the air and taking a step forward. She took another step back, shaking her head slowly. “It is an assignment, Madisen, but one that I won’t fuck up. I can’t because it’s your life. I promise you I’ll keep you safe.”

In her eyes I noticed questions, as if realizing I wasn’t infallible. “I know you’ll try, Danny. I feel it in my bones. Just don’t make promises you can’t keep. Incidentally, who was she?”

“She?”

“The girl you loved and who broke your heart.”

“There’s no one, Madisen. I told you that.” It was obvious she didn’t believe me.

“Okay.” As she turned around, determined to walk away from me and what we shared, there were so many things I wanted to say to her but at this point, anything I did say would create a harmful veil of hope. Maybe deceit. I adored her. Perhaps I always had. But I wouldn’t risk her life. “Just remember to remain inside and at this point away from the windows.”

She stopped short, half laughing. Then she turned her head slightly over her shoulder. “I would think a thorough fellow like yourself would have installed bulletproof windows.”

“I did, but they won’t stop explosives.” I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hand around her arm, dragging her against my chest. The brutal man inside of me wanted to rip the shirt from her body, exposing her voluptuous breasts. I longed to suck on her hardened nipples just as I’d done before while I thrust my cock deep inside her tight channel. There would be no gentle kisses, no soft lovemaking. I wanted to fuck her hard and deep, filling her with my seed.

And dear God, I longed to own every inch of her.

My comment seemed to jar her. As her body stiffened, I felt more like a shit than I had before. Tension and hatred settled across her face as she placed a wall between us.

“I understand. Don’t worry. I’ll obey you.” Her tone was rigid, devoid of emotion.

Obey. Goddamn, the woman knew how to pull every heartstring. I closed my eyes, trying to control my breathing. Then I heard her voice again and my chest tightened.

“Does the term Lone Ranger mean anything to you?”

I snapped my eyes open in shock, immediately driven to the past, to the only other moment of pure pleasure I’d had in my entire life. “What did you ask?”

She turned around, cocking her head as she stared into my eyes. “Vegas? Halloween? Luna the bad witch?”

It was as if thunderbolts had been driven into my brain. I felt myself stagger, my heart beating erratically. “You?”

A single tear slipped past her lashes, which she furiously wiped away. “Yes. Before you ask, I had no idea, or I never would have… allowed what happened before.”

Oh. My. God. I’d taken what hadn’t belonged to me years before. I was stunned, unable to think clearly and as shameful as it was, my cock was already hardening. “I… don’t know what to say.”

“Funny. You always have something to say.” She looked away briefly, her brow furrowing. “I’m not certain why I’m telling you this, but that night was very special to me. It was an awakening. For the first time I was allowed to be me.”

When I opened my mouth, she threw out her hand, palm up, shaking her head all over again.

“Maybe this is something you can put on your belt notch. Isn’t that what they call it?”

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