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I turned, then walked out of the restaurant, not appreciating thefucking experience at all. I didn’t appreciate that Kasen and Declan had this thing between them, even if it was just a ten-minute conversation. I didn’t appreciate how Kasen had made a big enough impression on the O’Brien Boss to earn his respect. I also didn’t appreciate how everyone was talking about my fucking wife.
Walking out of the restaurant, my first instinct was to go home and wake up the woman in question. I was nowhere near satisfied, and we still needed to talk about my confession. While she hadn’t reacted to my admission, there was no way that she couldn’t have heard me, no matter how hard her orgasm had been wracking her body.
Nevertheless, Kasen needed her rest, and I needed to check in with Elio and Aurelio. The transition on the new territory wasn’t going to happen overnight, so I needed to stay on top of it, no matter how competent my brother and best friend were.
I also had to touch base with Marco and Renzo. Marco simply needed reassurance that things were running smoothly, and Renzo justneeded to know that his daughter was safe and getting better. Luckily, he was done questioning my place in his favorite daughter’s life, and things between us were better for it. Father or not, Kasen belonged to me now, and that was something that Renzo couldn’t change, no matter how much he might still want to.
Getting into my car, I left Ireland. That’s what we called O’Brien’s territory, and we called Kotov’s territory Russia. Now, was I worried that we’d had such a personal conversation? Not at all. I’d been serious about letting it be known that I was in love with my wife. While a lot of people might see that as me exposing a weakness, it wasn’t. In return for Kasen’s loyalty, I was exposing her power over me. I was letting everyone know just what would happen if anyone came after my wife again. I was letting everyone know the truth about how I felt about Kasen Sartori.
Five hours later, I was walking back into my bedroom,removing my clothes as quietly as possible, so that I didn’t wake my sleeping hellcat. Washing the day off my body, I stayed in the shower a little longer than I normally did. I wanted to fuck my wife again, but since I couldn’t, I wrapped my hand around my cock, then imagined her on her knees before me, those plump lips of hers closing around the head of my dick. I imagined the gagging noises that she made whenever I was choking her with my cock. I imagined how pretty she looked with tears streaming down her face, her lips swollen from use.
When my mind got to wandering,remembering how I had stuffed her mouth with her panties the first time that she let me take her ass, my hand started working faster. Remembering the feeling of my dick lodged deep in her had me exploding in no time, my cum wasted on the tiles of the shower, instead of inside my wife’s cunt where it belonged.
I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow and my girl was in my arms.
Chapter 36
Kasen~
For the first time in my life, I wasn’t feeling that hungry drive that made my job my drug. Instead, I felt tired and found myself waiting for Saturday, even though I worked most weekends. I knew that my body was using a lot of energy to heal itself, but Nero’s constant need to keep waking me up wasn’t helping. Sure, he hadn’t woken me up when he’d gotten home last night, but he didn’t get points for that since he had woken me up early this morning for more than just breakfast.
At any rate, it was almost seven in the evening, but I wasn’t here alone. With Ryanofficially missing, his workload had been divvied up, and so I had three additional cases added to my workload, and I needed to brush up on every single one of them if I had any intentions of representing them to the best of my ability.
When I’d gotten towork this morning, there’d been hushed gossip being spread about how Ryan might have gotten involved with the wrong crowd because of some gambling debts, and while that was all true, the speculation was that he had skipped town. Of course, if that’s what was being said, I knew that I had Nero to thank for that. I had no doubt that he’d been the one to start that rumor and had done his best to make sure it stuck.
It wasn’t just this crap with Ryan, either. Before Ihad married Nero, I had thrived on this kind of pressure. Adding three more cases to my workload wouldn’t have made me bat an eyelash before I’d gone and married the Sartori Underboss. Yeah, I was still recovering, but it was more than that. I was mentally taxed, and I didn’t know how or where I could regroup to get back on track with my life. As long as Nero was there-consuming me-I had no idea how to just…breathe.
A knock on the door had me looking up, and I almost laughed when I saw Nero standing in the doorway. It didn’t matter that it was afterhours, or that he wasn’t a client. By now, everyone in the building knew that I was married to Nero Sartori, and no one was going to challenge the Sartori heir if he wanted to come visit his wife at work.
“It’s almost seven,” he stated in lieu of a greeting.
“We ate breakfast together this morning,” I reminded him, pointing out that I hadn’t broken one of his house rules.
“You’re still not one-hundred percent,” he said as he walked further into my office, shutting the door behind him.
“I gotthree of Ryan’s cases assigned to me this morning,” I informed him. “I have a lot of work to catch up on now.”
Nero slid his hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the door. He had a look in his eye that was making me uncomfortable, so I leaned back in my chair, doing my best not to appear nervous. After all, it was always a battle of wills with us, and unlike him, I couldn’t afford to lose any of the battles or the war.
“Do you remember the first time that we ever met?”
I nodded. “It was the night that you and your father came over to sign the marriage betrothal,” I answered. “We’d all had dinner, then had gone about our business.”
“After that, I saw you exactly six times in passing over the years,” he said, and it surprised me that he knew suchan irrelevant detail.
“I suppose,” I replied carefully, not sure what to say to that.
“Then two years ago, you were defendingone of my men, Silas Candito,” he went on. “Do you remember that?”
I nodded. “He’d gotten arrested for racketeering.”
“It’d been pure happenstance that I had decided to stop by and see how the trial was going,” he said, his voice sounding strangely peaceful. “I had quietly taken a seat in the back, planning on only staying for a brief minute or so.” I almost squirmed because it felt like his chocolate gaze could see right through me. “But then you started your cross-examination of the prosecuting witnesses, and even God himself couldn’t pull me from that courtroom.” I could feel my chest tighten with how intense he sounded now. “I watched you take control of that courtroom, enthralling every single person in that room with your intelligence, confidence, and beauty. I’d never seen anything so fucking magnificent in all my life.”
I thought back to when I’d overheard Nero and Aurelio talking, and I knew that wherever this was going, it wasn’t good. Nero was talking about something that happened over two years ago, and he’d been betrothed to my sister during that time, though they’d never spent any real time together.
“Sincebefore I could walk, Marco had instilled the importance of a man’s word,” he continued. “Something that I’m sure you can appreciate, considering that you were raised by Renzo Milano.”
“Of course,” I remarked, my voice a little hoarse.
