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I’m probably the only person who could get away with hanging up on Bash. Even our little brother, Enzo, wouldn’t dare.
Fuck. I’ve been off my game lately. All because of this raven-haired obsession of mine. I let out a deep breath, not realizing I’ve been holding it. Before my mind can wander further, her lights flicker on.
Examining her place as she walks in, I notice her penthouse is luxurious. Too nice for a college student. She might be getting a law degree, but she isn’t working. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Neutral tones. Large fireplace in the living room and both bedrooms.
She’s dressed in a sexy silk blouse and tight black pants that did wonderful things for her ass. She drops her bag on the counter and stretches her neck out like she’d had a stressful day.I could help with that.Calm the fuck down, Nico.
She checks her phone as she pours a glass of wine. I should check her phone again. It’s usually nonsense from her friends, nothing telling. Then she unbuttons her shirt, and my mouth goes dry.
My pants suddenly feel tighter. So much for calming down.
Her button-up is now completely open, exposing a pink lace bra. I imagine using my knife and cutting it off of her. She reaches behind herself and removes a gun from her back, a knife from her pants, and another knife from her shoe. She takes another sip of wine, finishes the glass, and pours herself another.
The fuck? Was she packing the other night? No way. Her outfit hardly covered her, and it was see-through, for crying out loud. She must’ve had security at the club. She very well could be an assassin.
She takes the gun and wine into her room as she undresses.Smart girl.She takes off her pants, leaving her in just the button-up, bra, and matching underwear.
My hard-on is at full mast at the sight of her. I have to adjust my pants. At this point, I have to fight the urge to not rub one off on the roof.
She strolls to her claw-foot tub and turns the water on. She pours a bottle of what I’m assuming is bubble bath into it. Disappearing into the closet, she leaves the water running. I should definitely look away. Surveilling her is one thing but watching her bathe is another. She reappears in a robe that barely covers anything and grabs a book and her glass before she turns the water off. As she’s about to get in, she stops suddenly and makes her way to the front door.
Standing at the entrance is one of her guards I’ve seen her with. My blood is boiling. I have no right to be jealous, but I don’t care. What the hell is she doing answering the door dressed like that? I can’t hear what they’re saying, but it looks like he’s trying to make a move on her. She obviously knows him, though she doesn’t seem interested, but I couldn’t give a shit.
Goddammit. I should’ve demanded she couldn’t leave the room and told her to wait until I came back so I could devour her pussy and make her come until she lost her voice from screaming my name. But that would have made her run off faster, screaming for the hills.
My boiling blood scalds my veins as he places a hand on her arm. Why’s he so familiar with her? He moves a stray hair behind her ear and looks like he’s about to lean in and kiss her.
I think the fuck not.I’ve seen enough.
Planning to hack into her apartment building’s alarm system, I open my laptop. “Not so fast.”
Proud, with a smug smile, I hit a button, and just like that, the fire alarms go off. The whole building will evacuate. But I can’t ward men off of her forever.
I need to act—fast. Maybe just one more time. Maybe I’m only thinking about her because we have unfinished business. Is my ego really that sensitive? This woman has me in fucking knots.
Chapter Eight
Natalie
My focus is all over the place. Last did not go as expected. I planned to just take a bubble bath and read for enjoyment for a change, but with Matteo showing up unannounced on top of the fire alarm going off and the building having to be evacuated, I’m exhausted. We couldn’t go back into the building for hours—as if my mind wasn’t foggy enough, thanks to the hot Italian psycho after me. Let’s add lack of sleep to the mix.
Even though I lost hours of sleep, the alarm going off was a blessing in disguise. I know exactly what Matteo showed up for, and I had zero interest in entertaining any of those ideas. I’m starting to think no one will excite me the same way Nico does. I push the thought out of my mind.
Itching for class to be over, I want to throw a pity party in a room when I feel it again.
The room stills, and the hairs on my neck stand. I try to resist, but I can’t. I turn and make eye contact with none other than Nico Delucci, who is sitting in the back of my lecture class, staring right back at me. I turn my head back to the front quickly. No one seems to notice he’s walked in.
Pretending to pay attention to the rest of the lecture, I feel it’s difficult to focus while accepting these are your last moments on Earth. His gaze is burning into the back of my skull.
I can’t just get up and leave. I’m at the front of the class, so it will draw too much attention. I’m scared he’ll threaten to take out the whole room.Would he?God, why now? Why didn’t he just off me Saturday night? Dammit. I slept with him, and now he’s come back to kill me. Serves me right for being such a fool.
Jeremy’s sitting next to me. Oh god. I hope he can get out of here before this guy takes us all out.
What feels like hours was actually only fifteen minutes, and class finally ends. As I’m packing up my things, I feel a large warm figure sit next to me. Goosebumps prickle my body, but I keep packing, as if I didn’t notice.
“Natalie, want to grab a bite?” Jeremy asks, eyeing the man next to me curiously.
“Stay,” he said quietly into my ear, in a demanding tone
