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I blink at her for several seconds as I process what she’s saying. When the fuck did I kiss her sister under that tree? It’s a struggle to recall any time I kissed her, in fact, much less a specific location.
Grabbing her hand, I say, “Come.”
“What? Where?”
Pulling us through the kitchen door, I walk to the large oak tree sitting in the center of the yard. Still, I don’t remember the kiss. And I know why.
“Do you want to know why I could never kiss you the way you say I did Alma?”
“Why?”
I whirl on her, pressing her against the rough bark. Sliding my palm up her chest, I take hold of her throat with my other hand and press my mouth to it, sucking on the skin hard enough to make her cry out. “Because I fucking can’t. I don’t want to. I want to consume you. I want to fucking crawl inside you and take everything you are for myself.”
Distantly, I hear the bag drop as I crash my mouth onto hers and slide my tongue across hers, kissing her deeply.
Then I release her, only to tear at her panties and undo my pants. The moment I spring free, I drive into her. She gasps as she throws her head back, and her fingers dig into my shoulders.
I pound into her in a frenzy, wanting her to see just how insane she makes me. Wanting to wipe the memory of the kiss I gave Alma, a kiss I forgot almost instantly, from her mind and replace it with this. With her being fucked beneath the stars.
There is no being gentle or sweet with Carina, not when she provokes the beast inside me. Not when I want her so much, the need to touch her makes me crazed.
“Never ask me to be gentle. I want you to forget that kiss. The next time you see this tree, all you should remember is the way I fucked you against it. Is that clear?”
Her legs wrap tighter around my hips. “Yes.”
When I come, I roar her name so she never confuses this moment with any other.
Carina ismydangerous ride. She gets under my fucking skin like no one else ever has. I can’t dislodge her from it. I’m not sure I want to anymore.
And that makes her the deadliest thing in my life.
* * *
“I want to be at your meetings,” Carina says when we arrive at Briar House an hour later.
It takes a lot of willpower not to snap a reminder at her that she belongs in my bed and nowhere else.
“Why? You’ve made it clear you want nothing to do with our criminal activities.” I’m not angry now. More curious.
“This is different.” She bites her lower lip. “My father always begged me to fix it. Just fix it, he’d say. Figure out something. It obviously fucked me up somehow, because now I feel like I’m being left on the sidelines, and I don’t like it. Besides, you need me, and you know it.” When I lift a brow at her, she places her palm on my chest and placates me. “I don’t doubt or question your intelligence, Luca. Everything you did outside of the Sinacores, you did on your own. We all know the power and money you acquired. Not to mention what you’ve made for SinCorp.”
“Carin—”
“Calm down. I’m here by myself for hours. So I snoop. Your funds tripled after you took over. I’m not sure it’s something legal you’re doing, but it doesn’t matter. It shows me you’re smart. Tony believed it too, or he wouldn’t have trusted you with everything. He wouldn’t have left you the information he didn’t even discuss with your uncle.”
“Our deal was for you to be my quiet wife,” I say, but it lacks the conviction I once gave it.
She smiles, a smile so devious, I’m not sure why I ever expected compliance. “You get what you get, and you don’t get upset. Either way, a good leader surrounds himself with excellence. And I’m excellent.”
“Are you?”
“I am. Not only that, but I know your shady-ass business. It’s been crammed down my throat for a long time. I had no choice but to learn a few things every time Daddy got involved with you people.”
Something strange crosses her expression, and for the first time, I believe I understand why she hated us. Because she was the one cleaning up the messes. It was up to her to fix things to get her father out of scrapes.
Like when she married me.
“Fuck.” I wipe my palm down my face and drop onto the bed.
