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How could I have missed it? How?
“Papa chose my husband today.” She simply stated, as if that wasn’t the end of the fucking world.
I took a step back, but Elena didn’t move a muscle from the spot I had caged her against. It seemed as though she wasn’t ready for me to let her go. And then it dawned on me.
“You came to stop it. You are here looking for a way out.”
Her eyes swerved between the two of mine, her mouth shut with the truth trapped inside. Today was most certainly not the first time she’d seen me. Today was only the day she had let me see that she knew I was there.
Smart fucking girl.
“I’m here to tell you there’s no use in going back tomorrow. The wedding is in the morning. By the time you get there, I’ll be married, and you’ll be hanged for not delivering the intel you’ve been waiting for for months.”
Jesus fuck. How could this have happened?
“You sent the guard. You sent him so that I wouldn’t see that fucker Bartolini marking you like a damn goat.” I said, playing out everything that had happened this afternoon. She had played me. She had fucking blindsided me with her allure.
“I did.” She confessed, reveling in the raging mess I was becoming. “And he never came back.”
“I can show you where we buried him if that appeases your heart.” I bit back, fury escaping my every pore as I paced back and forth, her calmness unnerving.
“It won’t. He wasn’t loyal and I knew exactly what I had sent him to.”
“A certain death.” We both said in unison, making me stop in my tracks.
She smiled, and I couldn’t take the light mixed with darkness that shone from her. In one step, I was caging her again, and before she could speak, I crashed my lips onto hers, caving to the diabolical mastermind that she turned out to be.
Elena moaned into my mouth, allowing my tongue to take over hers with months of pent-up lust. She buried her fingers into my hair, tugging on it as our kiss grew wilder. Had she been thinking about me as much as I thought about her? For how long?
If I was bewitched before, I was a fucking goner now. What a Queen!
“What would your husband say if he saw you now?” I grunted between kisses, jealousy hitting me straight in the chest like a fucking bullseye.
“He’s only my husband tomorrow.”
“Like fuck he is,” I growled, kissing her harder, trying my damndest to consume her before pulling back enough to speak, my lips still grazing hers. “You are in Moretti turf, Fiore mio. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you go back.”
Elena pushed me back, her mouth looking like a death trap with those swollen lips. “I came to say goodbye to the stranger in my garden.”
“The stranger is not ready to say goodbye. And I’m the one who says when you’re allowed to leave.”
“You can’t do that. Papa will come get me and torch the city with you in it.”
I had no time for plans. I had tonight, and that would have to suffice. I aimed my gun towards her, watching as she stood straighter, her breath hitching in her chest, surprised by my sudden move.
“Your papa can only come for what is his, and we are about to change that. Come. Let’s give your papa an heir to the Battaglia throne and ruin him in the process. You’re getting married alright.” I took a step forward, snuggling my gun between her full breasts and setting my lips on her ear to whisper her demise straight into her brain. “You’re marrying the enemy, Princess, and you’re marrying him tonight.”
Chapter 3
Elena
I had never looked down the barrel of a gun until today. Yet somehow, it wasn’t fear that coursed through my body as he held me at gunpoint.
A strange wetness pooled between my thighs, urging me to clench them together, feeling a foreign need to be touched there. Maybe that was why I didn’t fight him as much as I could have as he pulled me behind him, his tight hand wrapped around my wrist like a vice.
“Stop, you’re hurting me.” I could have screamed, but instead I kept my voice low, whispering between gritted teeth. I wanted to fight back but at the same time having him manhandling me felt nothing short from thrilling. To say I was conflicted was an understatement.
A part of me knew this was madness, while the other was willing to go down whatever road he led me.
