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He pulls the blankets back and gestures for me to climb in.
“Do you have a T-shirt I can sleep in?”
“No. You sleep like this when you’re next to me.”
Too tired to argue, I climb in and face away from Vice as he climbs in behind me. He pulls the blanket up over us before he rolls me toward him. I bite back a curse as he maneuvers me so my head is on his chest and my leg is draped over him.
I feel his hard cock pressing against me and go to move my leg, but he holds me in place.
“Put me inside you.”
“Vice,” I whisper, really not up for another round of sex. Can he blame me when my wedding night so far has made me feel more like a contestant in the porn Hunger Games than a fucking bride?
“I’m not going to fuck you, Nova. I just want to be inside you. Nothing more.”
Not believing a single word he says, I reach down and awkwardly maneuver him until the blunt head of his cock is pressing just inside me. Feeling my heat, he gently pushes until he bottoms out, making me groan. God, I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.
“Sleep now,bambola,” he orders, his voice soft, which is the only thing soft right now.
The endearment makes me want to strangle him because that’sall I am to him—a doll. I also want to shove a pole up his ass and ask him if he can sleep when he’s skewered, but I don’t want to put the wordassinto his brain and give him any ideas.
His hold on me tightens a fraction as his breathing deepens. I figure I’ll wait until he’s asleep before I pull away, but before I make my move, I find myself drifting off, too.
Chapter 18
Vice
Iwake from the best night sleep I’ve ever had and instantly know Nova’s gone. I slide my hand across the bed, finding the sheets cold.
With a snarl, I throw the blankets back and get out of bed and walk to my bedroom, not giving a fuck about my nakedness. I pause in the doorway when I realize the carpet is new and nod in approval. This is why I pay my staff big bucks. Obviously, the carpet was unsalvageable, so they took care of the problem.
I find my gun and cell phone on the dresser where I left them. Cursing when I realize my phone is dead, I put it on the charger and hurry through my morning shower.
When I’m done, I call down to the gate. “Did my guest leave?” I ask, part of me hoping he’ll say no and I’ll find her in the kitchen or something.
“Yes, sir. About two hours ago.”
I hang up, pissed that he let her leave, before dialing Nova.She’s breathless when she answers, which has my temper flaring. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Not talking to you, apparently,” she snaps before hanging up.
I snarl at the phone before redialing, but the little witch lets it ring. I dress in a pair of black basketball shorts and a hoodie, tugging the hood up on the way out. Shoving my gun in the front pocket, I grab my keys and the gift I didn’t get a chance to give her and head out to my car.
It’s gray out, the air damp. The chill coming off the water makes me shiver as I climb into my car and speed down the driveway. Seeing me, the guard opens the gate and lets me out. I make my way to Nova’s, silently fuming as I break the speed limits, my hands squeezing the steering wheel tight enough to make it creak.
It takes me two hours to get to her place. By the time I do, I’m ready to explode. Seeing her Mustang in the driveway, I take a deep breath and try to rein it in. I park down the road and make my way to the stone wall surrounding the place, climbing over it like I did last time I was here, which I have to admit is a fuck of a lot easier in shorts than a suit.
I check out the pool house first, but she’s not here. Finding her discarded clothes in a pile on her bedroom floor, I shift through them until I find her panties. I pick them up and press them to my nose and breathe deeply, the smell of her calming the raging beast inside and making my cock swell. Instead of pocketing them, I wrap them around my wrist and leave.
I walk over to the main house, and I find the back door locked, so I smash my elbow against the small pane of glass in the door. When the glass shatters, I reach inside and turn the lock. Opening the door, I step inside and close it behind me.
I pull my gun and walk through the house until I hear Eminemplaying. I follow the sound down to the basement and find Nova in a tiny pair of black shorts and a black sports bra, punching the fuck out of a punching bag suspended from the ceiling. I take in the home gym, and though it’s half the size of the one I have, it has a lot of the same equipment.
I put my gun back in my pocket as I watch her, and I feel my dick start to leak. I told myself I’d be good, but that was before Nova ran away and before I found her looking like this.
She spots me in the wall of mirrors and stops. She pulls her cell from a hidden pocket in her shorts and presses something that makes the music switch off.
“What are you doing here? You’ll get me killed if anyone sees you.”
