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“If you don’t want to talk, we could always fuck instead. It’s been a long time since I sunk my cock into a warm, wet pussy. Your fear is intoxicating. It makes me want to drive my cock into you until you beg for mercy.”
His words spark my anger, helping me fight the fear he mentioned. “I don’t beg.”
“You’ll beg for me.” His deep voice is soft, making the promise that much more sinister.
“I wonder if you’ll say the same with my cock down your throat. Will you panic when you realize you can’t breathe? Claw at my skin in a bid to get free as I pump my cum into your stomach? Or maybe I’ll come on your face, use your tears as lube when I flip you onto your hands and?—"
I press my mouth to his to shut him up. The only weapon I have on me right now is my body. With him so close, the best way to defuse the situation is to take him off guard.
He freezes, making me realize that’s exactlywhat I did.
I grip the front of his T-shirt and kiss him with every ounce of fear and frustration I feel, pouring my chaotic emotions into him before I rip my lips free and duck under his arms, freeing myself from his hold. I put some much-needed space between us, my fingers tracing over my swollen lips.
He turns to look at me, and I get sick satisfaction at the look of surprise on his face.
“I know you don’t owe me anything, but I really do have a story to tell you. And if, at the end of it, you never want to see me afterward, I’ll go and never contact you again.”
He doesn’t answer, but he does walk over to the sofa before taking a seat. He spreads his legs and leans back. There is no way for me to sit beside him without us touching, so I stay standing. The man has me unnerved enough as it is.
“Alright. I’m all ears,” he drawls.
I hesitate, knowing what this information could do in his hands. But honestly, if he says no, it won’t matter. The truth will be out in a matter of weeks anyway. I can almost feel the target on my back already.
“To explain what’s happening now, I need to start from the beginning.” I start pacing and blow out a breath. “Twenty years ago, a war was raging in the streets. Everyone wanted the throne, so to speak, but Vigo Fiore refused to give up his crown.”
“I remember. Probably better than you do.”
I nod. He’s not wrong. I can’t really remember anything. “That was the night the don changed.”
I wait for his reaction, but he doesn’t give me one, so I continue.
“Ever since then, the loyalty that bound the fivefamilies together started fracturing. Your family, in particular, has been very vocal about taking over from Vigo, stating he’s unstable.”
He throws his head back and laughs. “I don’t think we’re in a position to be throwing stones now, are we? If people are saying Vigo is unstable, then what does that make me?”
“A bomb,” I tell him softly, making him shut up. “A lot has changed since you’ve been gone. I don’t know how in the loop you are, but?—”
“I know enough. There a point to this story of yours?”
“Your father is looking to retire, leaving your brother to take his place. But there are those who believe him to be too weak without you at his side to do his dirty work.”
“I’ll be a free man soon, so that won’t matter.”
“Can it be considered freedom if you’re expected to wear shackles and follow orders?”
“You seem to think you know me, but you know fuck-all.”
“I know we’re not that different. I know we were born into lives that have been trying to kill us since our first breath. I know I’m here now to make a deal with the devil because the alternative is worse.”
“You have nothing I want or need.” He rolls his eyes before getting to his feet.
“Twenty years ago, my father hid my identity by switching me with the daughter of one of his men. In a little under a month, my real identity will be revealed because I’ve been ordered to get married.”
He crosses his arms, uninterested.
“The fact that you’re a better option should be proof enough of how much I hate the other guy.”
“And this is my problem because…”
