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“It’s not what you think. There’s nothing romantic going on and I’m used to men. I play with them all the time.”
Heck...I need to zip it...
“Play?” Axwell stops pacing and he looks down at me, leaning forward until he’s looming over me and he tilts his head to the side. “You play with men all the time?”
“Chess!” I cry. “I meant to say I play chess!”
He doesn’t seem any calmer. “What do you do when they want to sleep with you?”
“I reject them,” I say, being truthful but Axwell’s eyes narrow dangerously.
“Then they have made advances?” Something shifts in his gaze and for a moment, he looks like he’s about to barge out the door and rabidly hunt down faceless men. “Nobody will try anything with you again.” His eyes bore into mine. “Do you know what I’ll do to them if they try again?”
“I’d r...rather not know,” I stutter and something shifts in his eyes and he nods, straightening. He’s rough around the edges and he feels like a weapon that’s about to be unleashed, or a bomb that’s about to explode. “What is it that you do?” I ask to get him to think of something else. “In the mob?”
For a second his eyes narrow with deep-rooted suspicion before his features soften and he shakes his head as if it’s safe spilling secrets to me. “I work with human resources.” He frowns. “The disposal of them.”
My heart starts pounding as does the pulse in my temples. “You’re an enforcer?” My eyes flare even more and he sits down on the chair again.
“Don’t say it like that. I’m no threat to you.”
But what if I do something he doesn’t like? What if he decides I’m a liability because I’m a witness? And what will happen when he finds out the truth, the whole truth? And why is he looking at me with those eyes? I don’t think he just sees me as his woman. I think he sees me as something more and he reaches forward, taking a piece of my hair and I twitch.
“Ticklish?” he asks, completely unaware of his terrifying presence. “I just couldn’t resist, had to touch it, had to know how it feels.” He pulls my hair forward, burying his whole face in it, and lets out an outdrawn groan that makes my insides tingle until I fear for my rationality. He rubs his face in, murmuring words to himself and I swallow.
I’ve been caught by a giant enforcer who deliriously smells my hair as if it makes him docile. I should take this opportunity to run but my body’s gone soft, acting like it has a mind of its own.
“You’re heavenly,” he rasps. “Bliss. I’ve combed the world searching for something like you.” His eyes flash with promise. “And now you’re mine to possess.”
****
Axwell
She’s curbed the violence in me. It’s dormant now that she’s around. Usually, I can feel it stirring in my chest, urging me to act but now all I can think of is her. This girl...this Yale creature is making me act in ways out of my character. I’ve disclosed secret information to her. She knows my name, knows what I do, knows my face. I can never let her out of my sight again and luckily I’m not going to.
Letting go of her luxurious tresses, I rasp, “It’s me and you now. Do you know what that means?”
Squirming, she whimpers and she seems prickly in a way that perplexes me. Then again the furniture in this house are cheap and hard but she won’t be here for long. I’ll take her to my place where she’ll be a lot more comfortable.
“It means you and I walk side by side from now on,” I continue. “You won’t be my partner in crime but you will be my woman. I will never leave you, Yale,” I add in a grave voice. “And you will never leave me.”
“Ahhh...,” she softly cries out and it’s a strange sound, a noise that makes it seem like she’s struggling to express herself and she jolts forward. I snatch her midair, my brows curving, my heart doubling in size in my chest.
“Trying to throw yourself into my arms?” I rasp, circling my thumb on the soft flesh of her upper arm and her jaw slacks, hazel eyes darting. “Don’t do that, beloved. I have a hard chest. You could hurt yourself if you’re not careful.”
Rising, I firmly put her back on the chair again and she mewls, looking at me with big, round eyes and I drag a hand down my mouth. I’m bursting with satisfaction. She could hardly wait for me to hold her, wanted to be near me simply because of the sheer joy she experienced when she found out we’ll never be separated. Yale feels what I feel and I smirk.
I want to have her so hard, until her soft lips leave bruises on my mouth. I’ve never had a desire for pleasing another human but suddenly that desire is coming at me like a herd of wild mustangs. I don’t just crave her body but I crave her words, her thoughts and wet kisses.
“C...could you...,” she stutters and I raise my brows, “could you open that window again? Please.” Anything for her and I open up the window before turning to her again and I go down on my haunches before her, looking her straight in the eyes.
“Yale, before we leave, there’s something I need to tell you. I know I’m moving fast but you’re gonna have to accept it.” I lift my hand, stroking her cheek and she shivers. “When I want something I get it. And I treat it right. Because its mine.”
“That’s....that’s...um,” her eyes dash, “you’re so kind, Axe.”
Her words fill me with smugness. I’ve never been called kind in my life, but hearing her say that feels fucking good. A deep yearning within me is being fulfilled, a yearning to mean something to someone.
“Make no mistake,” I remind her, “I’m not kind to anyone else. Only you.” Yale lets out a muffled sound and I rasp, “Now come with me, beloved...”
