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“Bullshit.”
“It’s dangerous.”
Completely ignoring my comments, Salvatore brought his lips to my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t take it anymore, Grazi. I’m going to put my mouth between your legs and…” he was stopped by the grave ringtone of his phone. “Shit! Wait here, I’ll be back in a second.”
He found his jeans on the floor and fished the phone out, growling a response. “Fiori. Yes. No. Yes. Got it.” He barked the words to the person at the other end of the call. When he turned back to me, his face was marked by anger. “I have to go, Grazi.”
Saved by the bell.
“Ok. I can walk back home.”
“No. I’ll drive you.”
“It’s only a few minutes away.” He bought this place especially because it was close to my house and I could sneak in and out to meet him, without anyone noticing I was gone.
“Get dressed, Grazia.” He was not willing to negotiate. Typical for a Fiori man. They were cold-hearted, stubborn people. I was the only one in this world who –sometimes– could make Salvatore do something he didn’t want. In his words, he had to let me have it my way once in a while or else I’d stop loving him. Only if it was so simple to stop, I wouldn’t have been here right now.
I found my lingerie and the other pieces of my outfit and put everything back on quickly. There was no mirror in the apartment, so I wasn’t sure of how I looked, but hoped I was proper enough so people would think I was on my way back from the dance studio.
Salvatore came from behind me and bit my shoulder.
“Ouch!”
“Delicious.” His hands played in my hair for a little bit. “Your hair is like a river of chocolate and smells like one too. New shampoo?”
“Yes, you like?”
“I like everything about you.” Nothing I haven’t heard before. The swirl of butterflies in my stomach wasn’t new either. “Come. It’s time to go.”
He walked me to the car and opened the passenger door, waiting for me to get inside.
“Why do you have to go, anyway?”
“Family business.”
“That’s all I get?” Of course it was, there was nothing he could discuss with me, just like I couldn’t discuss with him what was happening behind the closed doors of my home.
“Yes, Grazi, that’s all you get. Don’t nag.”
“I’m not nagging, but you just expect me to believe you.” I shrugged while getting in the passenger seat of his Maserati. “For all I know, it could be a woman you’re meeting.”
“You’re insane.”
“Sure.” I was looking for trouble, waiting for that exciting kick I got every time we fought.
“When did I ever lie to you, huh? When did I do you wrong?”Never. Instead of answering him, I looked the other way. “Exactly. Never, so keep your mouth shut.”
He was red-blooded, always quick to get angry, but I never mind his words, not even when he was harsh, because he didn’t mean it. He didn’t want me to keep my mouth shut; he only wanted me to fight him some more. It was our aphrodisiac. I was looking for disquiet, he was waiting to get make up sex.
I needed this – to fight him, to battle his will – so I could lie to myself and say I didn’t want this. Like this, I could say that he trapped me, and I didn’t give myself to him willingly, going against my own blood.
“Do not talk to me like that.”
“Only when you deserve it.”
He pulled up at the far corner of the tall fence that was guarding my house and killed the engine. We both knew that for him to go any further than that and risking being seen by my father’s guards would be stupid. It would mean going to war for nothing.
