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“You haven’t done anything wrong.”
I opened the door knowing what was waiting for us inside. I’d arranged something for her before we left, and my men texted me that everything was delivered in time. I couldn’t wait to see her reaction.
Ludmila froze three steps into the foyer when she saw she was surrounded by bouquets of flowers. Roses, more peonies, irises, even sunflowers. I’d ordered them all.
“Enzo…”
“I promised you a hundred bouquets of flowers, baby doll. I’m a Nucci – we always keep our promises.”
“How did you…” She covered her mouth and turned to me, only so I could discover there were tears on her face.
“Please tell me those are happy tears.”
I smiled, hoping to make Ludmila feel better, and she ran into my arms, hiding her face in my chest.
“They are beautiful.”
“Don’t cry, doll, they’re just flowers.”
“You shouldn’t have.”
I kissed her lips trying to take whatever sorrow was left in her upon myself.
“I would pick up the fucking moon from the sky and gave it to you if you asked.” My words were solemn, but the solemnity was soon replaced by need and desire. “And I know exactly how you can thank me.”
She looked up through her lashes with submissive eyes and a pouty, inviting mouth.
“What do you have in mind, Nucci?”
I took a few steps back, opened my belt to let my cock free, and took the mousse from the container. I held her eyes while I rubbed that damn thing all over my dick, from the base to the tip.
“Here.” I winked. “Now it’s made of chocolate.”
“Good. I could never abstain from chocolate.”
The next thing I knew, she went down on her knees – again – and rocked my fucking world – again.
Chapter 19
The sentence I hate Mondays never meant anything to me until today. Popov was flying back to New York tonight, and I knew I had to drive Ludmila back to Popov’s mansion. The moment she left my bedroom the room seemed to turn dark and cold. I knew I had to bring her back soon, or demolish this house, because there was no way I could keep living here without her.
Cristiano sent a few texts, telling me he was on his way back, and bringing good news. At least I could count on him to give me something good so I could put an end to the disgusting marriage Ludmila was trapped in and bring her home.
Downstairs in my kitchen she was in the same pair of jeans she was when I picked her up and a ruby-red top, with her hair in a high ponytail. I loved this – her in the home I’d built, happy, safe, and no care in the world. I would give all the sweat and blood needed to make sure this would be her life every day.
“You’re lost in thought, Enzo.”
“You’re beautiful. I was just thinking about that. You take my breath away every time I see you.” I inhaled, smelling her lingering aroma in the air. “Do you have any idea you do to me? I was fucked in the head before I even knew why.”
“What?”
“Your perfume – I was walking, and it hit me. From that moment on I knew I had to have you. I was smitten before I even turned to see you.”
Her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink. It was funny how after I’d fucked her in any position imaginable, and licked her pussy so many times, she could still blush because of a simple compliment.
“You are too, Enzo. You’re a beautiful man that could have any woman you want. I’m just a complication.”
“Stop, Ludmila.” I raised my hand. I was done listening to all the reasons we should walk away from each other. “It’s hard enough to take you back to that house, knowing tonight you’ll be under the same roof with him, without hearing this bullshit. I’m in love with you, just you. I don’t want any other woman. How many times do I have to say it?”
