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“We do nothing more than sleep, you hear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I don't miss the noise he makes with the back of his throat or the heavy rise of his chest. I continue to shiver, and he rolls to his side and wraps his limbs around me, burying his face in my hair. Humming softly, I close my eyes and imagine this is nothing more than another one of our usual nights together as a couple. Mimicking the steady rhythm of his breathing, I doze off thinking about how I can't wait to kiss him good morning and hold his hand at the breakfast table. When I wake up, our dream will end and we will go back to watching each other from afar.
Sixteen
Fernando
Three nights in a row I'd been returning Enrico to his room without anyone noticing. I made sure the whole house was quiet and sleeping before taking him back. I won't always be so lucky. We've done nothing more than sleep each time and he always feels so good next to me. After I leave him on his bed, he reaches out in his sleep and I tuck him in before leaving the room with my heart sinking.
“Did you hear what I said, Nando?” one of the club's bartenders asks, squinting at me.
Straightening my jacket, I nod, lying. “Yeah. Sure.”
Sighing, he slams the clipboard on the counter and rushes past me, mumbling curse words under his breath. It's not the first time I've allowed my thoughts and memories of Enrico to cloud my mind at work. It's getting worse. Not being able to have him in all the ways I want is killing me. He's been misbehaving and I can't do more than scold him for it. He required more than a few disapproving words and glances.
This morning when his foot kept rubbing on the top of mine at the breakfast table, I wanted nothing more than to reach over the table to grab him by the collar of his shirt and drag him over my lap for a spanking. Have my hand come in contact with his pretty butterfly tattoo, watch it change colors beneath each hit. My toast went down the wrong way when his bare toes ran over my ankle.
He always delayed putting on shoes as long as he could and Zacharias told him to take the rest of the week off to finish recovering. I'll see how long he'll listen for. Enrico has the inability to sit still for too long. He loves his job too much to be away from it more than he has to, and he has unfinished business to take care of. The man downstairs in the basement is still waiting to be questioned. Hopefully I'll be able to get him to talk later today.
Grabbing the clipboard, I rush to my office, reading what's on the paper. It's a list of everything we're out of. I forgot to place an order with our alcohol distributor before leaving on our last-minute trip. Luckily, I have backup contacts who can deliver what I need in no more than a few hours. Sitting in my desk chair, I grab my phone and make a quick call while sending an email to our usual supplier using my laptop.
A knock comes to my door as I'm ending my call and I sit up in my chair, setting down my phone. “Come in.”
Enrico's smiling face takes me by surprise and when he locks the door behind him, I shoot up from my chair. “Relax, Padrino. Everyone assumes I'm going down to the basement. Good thing the elevator is in the same hallway as your office.”
“Why are you here? You're supposed to be resting,” I say sternly, folding my fingers into my palms.
“Yeah, I think I've done enough resting to last me a lifetime and I have a man in the basement that I need to interrogate sooner than later.” He straightens his jacket, rolling his head on his shoulders.
“I'll take care of it. Go home,pequeño.”
“No.”
“No?” My expression hardens and I hold him in place with my piercing gaze. He's been saying that word to me way too much lately. Judging by his smirk, he's well aware of what he's doing.
“You heard me right. The question is, what are you going to do about it? I have been overdue for a punishment, haven't I?”
I nearly choke on my own breath, trying my best to hold my composure. Yes, I'm a dominant man but I'm still human, and Enrico reminds me every day. “I'm not doing this with you right now. If I have to carry you outside kicking and screaming in front of all those people, I will.”
“Not once you hear what I have to say. Today you'll do what I ask you to do. I make the rules right now.”
“You can try all you want,pequeño, but that doesn't mean you'll get your way. Bad boys never do.”
He walks closer, tapping his fingers on my desk, his eyes growing darker. “That's where you're wrong. You will spank me on your desk and then I will ride your cock in your chair while you cut over the wounds they left behind on my skin.”
I slam my clenched fists against my thighs as my patience runs thin. “How about instead, I call your dad and tell him you're trying to come back to work early, and we see how red I can make your ass underneath your pants by the time he gets here?”
His eyes darken with want and need. “We'll definitely have to save that one for next time. Today you'll give me exactly what I ask for because if you don't, I'll be the one calling my dad and sending him this video.” He lifts up his new phone and hits play on the screen. In the video that plays, I'm shoving bloody fingers inside his tight hole while he's writhing beneath me on the hotel bed.
“You filmed us.” It's not a question but a statement. This sneaky little shit has no idea what repercussions await for him later.
“Si. So, you either fuck me and my lips stay sealed or walk away and I tell my dad you did anyway. So I guess you won't be doing either of us a favor by refusing me.”
“You're blackmailing me?” Anger fills my veins, making my blood run cold but also causing my cock to harden in my underwear. Oh, he'll pay dearly for this one later.
He shrugs wearing a shit eating grin. “I don't know, am I?”
