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I didn’t even dive into the water, instead choosing to step into the pool from the shallow end, then swimming stealthily underwater toward her. When I was in grasp of her, I tugged on her leg and could hear her scream from above the water. If I could hear it, odds were that someone else might as well.
She kicked wildly as she fought her way back above the surface, and only when her foot got close to a specific region of my anatomy did I let her go so she could. I then joined her and when she turned and raised her hand to me, I grabbed it in time to stop her from slapping me.
She raised her other and I growled out in warning. “I wouldn’t advise that if I were you, Viviana.”
She let out her own version of a growl, and I felt her relax. I still held onto her small wrist, especially once I backed her into the corner. Our bodies were now skin to skin, and I knew she could feel my cock twitch against her. Her breath was still coming in short pants, and this time when I looked into her eyes, there was definitely something burning inside of them.
I didn’t give her a chance to say anything as I fused my mouth to hers. There were a few seconds of resistance, but as she’d come to realize, fighting me was futile. Teasing me, however, was not, and as she rubbed one of her upper thighs against me, I only got harder. We both knew what was going to happen soon. I was going to fuck her so completely that no one, including my father, would ever be able to claim her. Stefano might own her at the moment, but it was superficial at best. She didn’t come for him, as I had realized early on. It was me that she was picturing when taking my father’s wretched cock inside of her. Her desire was mine, and one day, her heart would be, too.
I deepened the kiss, plundering every inch of her mouth with my tongue before I started to nip on hers. Viviana’s hands moved over me, and once or twice, her nails would nick a specific spot or two. Eventually, she wrapped them around my neck and surrendered so beautifully to me. Our tongues dueled with one another, neither willing to give up complete control, although I suspected she was partially there already.
I was Nazario Vaccaro, the only man feared more than my father in these parts. I ruled this area with enviable power, leaving a string of bodies in my wake. Some were ones that I had taken out due to necessity, and others were ones destroyed simply because I could. The women were different, though. I did leave a trail of destruction where they were concerned, although it was more from broken hearts and wounded pride than anything else.
One of her hands slid lower and I groaned against her lips as her hand wrapped around my cock. Even though it felt good as hell to feel her stroking me, it was her mouth I wanted to feel there more. Pulling away, I didn’t mince words as I told her as much. “I want your lips on me.”
She smirked, drawing attention to those very lips I just spoke about. Her tongue darted out as she wrapped her hand around the back of my neck and drew me closer. She traced the seam of my lips with it, and when they parted, she slid one of her fingers between them instead.
“Show me how to please you, Naz.”
I blinked, unable to believe that I was hearing the words coming out of her mouth. She’d gone from being confrontational on the lanai, to being so submissive at the moment. I looked into her eyes to see what type of game she was playing, but all I found was some remarkable form of sincerity swirling around inside of them.
I pulled her hand away from my mouth. “What kind of game are you playing?”
She smiled, but remained silent for a few long seconds before she spoke, “Why must I be playing with you. Are you really some toy able to be easily manipulated?”
I chuckled. “Hardly. You’re crossing a dangerous line, not just with me, but with the man that you pretend to love. You—”
“I hate him,” she seethed, returning to the woman I had recently come to know.
“And you hate me, too,” I replied, stating the obvious.
“I do,” she confirmed, before pressing her lips to my bearded chin. She kissed her way to my ear all while melding herself to me like a second skin. All it would take was for her to raise her leg just an inch and I would be able to push inside of her. “But I want you. When I was in Taormina, I would lay with your father, but it was your touch that I ached for.”
While I suspected there to be some truth to this, the fact that she was so openly admitting it had me wondering what angle she was working on now. I grabbed her by the throat and held her away from me. I was about to end this, but before I could even get the first word out, my father’s voice echoed in the darkness. I released her immediately, and she disappeared under the surface of the water just as Stefano rounded the corner.
Chapter Six
VIVIANA
Stefano had come home earlier than expected, and I wished now that I would’ve waited to come down to the pool. I had just been so restless in that big house all by myself. I grew up in much more modest place, and I didn’t have staff at my beck and call like Stefano did. As it was, I tended to see and speak to them more than the man who’d brought me here. I wasn’t too torn up over that as I had spent years learning the ins and outs of his life, and I knew the man at this point better than he probably knew himself. Unfortunately, that research hadn’t stopped at him. I also knew Nazario that well, and I was less able to avoid him.
He was my lover’s son, and he would soon be an orphan once I took out his father. I should’ve been avoiding him, yet here I was rubbing against him like an animal in heat. Perhaps my jaded mind had turned me into one over the years. I knew with each one that passed, I grew more determined to finish what I’d started. Would tonight be the night I would need to do that?
Before I could even think about that, I had to hide to avoid being caught. There was no way I could get out of the pool and not be noticed, so I did what I had to do. Ducking under the surface of the water, I was now glad that I had perfected holding my breath for long lengths of time. I’d heard the rumors. Hell, everyone in Napoli had. Stefano, Nazario, and a lot of other criminals like them would resort to a number of different tactics to get what they wanted. I had been terrified of the tales of those water boarded, and because of those horrible stories, I made sure I would be able to outlast something like that if it ever came down to it. I certainly didn’t plan to be the one begging for my life, but I was prepared in case my arrogance was misplaced.
I could hear the two voices, although I couldn’t make out a syllable of what either were saying. I had to bide my time and as I reached around for his body to keep myself steady, I rubbed up against something else. Inwardly, I smirked, then ran my hands up and down his shaft. He was so hard, and I hadn’t been lying when I told him that I ached for him. It’d gotten so bad for me that I had to even imagine his voice and the very thing I held in the palm of my hands when I tried to make myself come.
“You’re crossing a dangerous line,” he’d just warned me minutes earlier.
If he only knew how true that was for not just me, but him as well. I wrapped one hand around the back of his legs while the other continued to stroke him. I pulled myself closer and once steady, I replaced my hand with my mouth, feeling his body tense up immediately.
I’d never gotten this far with him before, but I had a feeling that I knew what he liked. I researched him and his lifestyle enough, and it was one of the reasons why I wasn’t scared of anything he could do to me sexually. The Vaccaro men had connections, but I did as well. Over the years, I’d cozied up to some bad men, and they had made me stronger. Under their hands, I was able to learn everything that I would need to in order to satisfy men with insatiable appetites like them. There was very little I wouldn’t allow these men to do to me, and only because I knew they would pay for every hurt in the end.
The thrill of the chase was exhilarating. After Donna had been murdered and I returned to Napoli, I was but a shell of myself. There was a gaping hole in my chest, and I supposed it was where my heart once sat. I didn’t love anyone or anything anymore. All I lived for was revenge, and soon, vengeance would be mine. Until that time...
I focused on sucking him into my mouth. It was a slight bit harder, considering I was underwater, but I could tell by the tension in his body that he felt it all. I also knew how much he was enjoying it because every time I went to pull away, he would push my head down. I wanted to see his eyes as I sucked him off. Gripping his balls in my hand, I tried to massage them the best that I could from this vantage point, and I imagined the look on his face as he came down my throat. He’d want to gloat about having me on my knees, but we both knew deep down that I’d always have him by the balls as I did now.
Seconds later, I was yanked so hard from the water that I almost forgot to breathe when my head broke the surface. I choked once or twice, then rapidly sucked oxygen back into my air starved lungs. My throat burned and tears leaked pitifully down my cheeks. My breaths came in sharp, heavy pants until I finally got it under control. Once I did, I looked up into eyes so dark that it made the sky above seem lit.
