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“You sure are handsy. I’m bet your father won’t appreciate it, Taletti.” She tries to sneer, but she’s too fucking cute to make it happen.
My father. Fuck. That’s who I should be thinking about. Not this scrap of a girl with the sassy mouth. He expects her to be delivered, but here I am with her at my place. I’m screwing this whole thing up. That knowledge doesn’t seem to stop me, though, because I kneel and wrap my hand around her ankle, then gingerly lift her foot toward me.
She winces, and I could swear Trash gives me a dirty look from his spot in her arms.
“It’s filthy.” I rise and grab a washcloth and some medical supplies. Reaching past her, I turn on the faucet. We’re close again, so close I can see the way her heartbeat flutters along the side of her throat. She’s nervous.
“Why do you care?” Her voice comes out breathy. The same way she sounded after I kissed her.
I bite back a groan at the memory of her taste, then I have to fight down the impulse to kiss her again. What the fuck is wrong with me? This isn’t normal. None of it is. I’ve never wanted–I glance into her eyes–hell, I don’t know what I want. But that’s not true, is it? Because this woman in front of me, thisenemy, she’s making my heart thump harder and messing with my head.
“I asked you a question.” She glares at me.
I flip off the faucet and sink to my knees again, trying to focus on her foot. “You tell me. You’re the one who claims to be so damn smart.” Taking her foot again, I softly swipe the washcloth along her skin.
She yelps. Trash jumps down beside me and sits, his big eyes on me judgingly. That’s the last thing I need.
“It’s a clean cut, but it’s dirty. Just brace yourself.” I reach up and grab her hand, then place it on my shoulder. “Squeeze when it hurts.”
“Wh–ow!” She squeezes as I swipe along her foot.
I keep going until the wound is clean. Her small fingers clutch my shirt, her nails trying to dig into my skin. It makes me wish I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I want to feel her nails in me, marking me. I blink that thought away.
“It’s clean.” I drag an alcohol wipe across it.
She cries out and digs her nails in deeper.
Fuck.Yes. I want more of it, of her violence. She’s a Fernandino, the worst scum of the fucking earth, and that’s saying something given the vermin I associate with. But this girl, she doesn’t seem so fucking horrible. She’s a princess, sure, but not the sort I was imagining. I had her pegged from the moment I learned of her existence. Spoiled little bitch. But now, now I’m beginning to think I’ve missed more than a few things. Like how fucking gorgeous she is. Like her smart mouth. Like the way she makes me imagine things with her. Sex, of course. But more. Like what she’d feel like in my arms. Like what she’d feel likeif she ran into my arms. I shake my head and try to get a fucking grip.
With quick fingers, I press a bandage to the cut, then sit back on my haunches. Grabbing her other foot, I clean it off meticulously. I keep my hand around her calf, her skin so soft beneath my rough touch.
Her laugh ricochets off the tiles, and I snap my head up.
She’slaughing?
“It tickles!” She pulls her foot back and tucks it beneath her on the counter. Her smile is precious, so fucking pure, but then it fades into a look of disdain, her spoiled brat mask sliding firmly back into place.
I rise. “All right, princess. You should be all set.”
“All set to be a hostage or a murder victim?” she asks, her voice sharp as a knife blade.
It hits true, causing something inside me to bleed. Fuck, the thought of her being hurt … It makes my stomach turn. The cut on her foot was enough.
But that’s crazy. Fucking nuts. I stole her for thespecific purposeof hurting her. Not me, though. No, she’s meant for my father. She shouldn’t even be here.Fuck. I run a hand through my hair.
She shrugs. “I suppose you aren’t the ‘thinker’ of the family.”
“No, I’m the muscle.” I lean forward and brace my hands on the counter on either side of her.
She leans back, her eyes widening. “What are you–”
“Let’s take this one step at a time, princess. Quit trying to piss me off, and you might survive a little longer.”
“Quit making it so easy for me,” she snaps back.
I eye her mouth, the lips that are so soft they felt unreal. I get a mental flash of her mouth around my cock.Fucking hell. I can’t keep my gaze from her lips. “That smart mouth can be used for lots of purposes, princess. You might want to keep that in mind.”
“A threat from a Taletti? How original.” Her breath catches when I move closer, our lips only a breath away.
