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She sighs. “I heard them talking about us. People are so sure this wedding is a sham. They said something about how the D’Angelos would never tie themselves to Evans Industries.”
My jaw tightens. “They can go fuck themselves.”
“I agree, but can we blame them? We just showed up like this, engaged, with no prior appearances together. Of course they’re suspicious. I feel like we should do something to quell their doubts.”
“Something like what?”
Her cheeks are tinged with red as her eyes meet mine. “Maybe you could kiss me. Just once, a really quick peck or something.”
“A quick peck,” I say dryly even as my body heats at the suggestion.
“Yes, on my lips.”
My hand leaves her waist as I reach over to thumb her cheek softly.
“Careful what you ask for,tesoro. If I kiss you, it’s not going to be a fucking peck.”
Her eyes are wide, and I grin at the obvious display of nerves on her face.
“Do it.”
I shouldn’t give in to to her demand. But I’m interested in seeing if a kiss will be the answer to the question that I keep turning over in my head at night. The answer to the maddening connection I feel to her and the electricity I can’t escape in her presence. I pull her even closer, angling her head toward mine. Her lips part and her eyes shut as I lean forward.
Sparks break out across my skin as our lips touch, and blood pounds in my ear as the air between us grows hotter. Her arms are wrapped around my neck, pulling me flush against her. A low moan vibrates against my mouth when I stroke my tongue against the seam of her lips, demanding entrance.
She tastes like strawberries and desire and maddening lust. I cup the back of her neck, tilting her head to deepen the kiss, but Daniella pulls away. I grit my teeth at the sudden crash. She’s breathing heavily, we both are.
Finally, she says. “I think we quelled their doubts.”
And that’s when I remember we’re in public, in a room filled with business partners, socialites, and some of the most dangerous people in New York. I can’t believe I lost control like that. All that kiss did was confirm what I already knew from the beginning.
Daniella Evans is bad for my sanity.
CHAPTER13
Daniella
Liquid heat, golden eyes, and dirty words whispered in my ear at night.
It’s terrifying and amazing all at once. But it’s all a dream, a wish. Christian hasn’t touched me since the night of the charity gala. And I’m not sure I want him to. It’s been two days and if I didn’t know better, I’d say he’s ignoring me. But I’m pretty sure I’ve been working hard to avoid him as well, therefore we cancel each other out. This is a stalemate, and until one of us takes a step forward, our relationship will be reduced to backward glances and greetings in the form of grunts.
And all because of one little kiss.
An earth-shattering, mind-numbing one, for sure. But that’s irrelevant.
Of course, coupled with my already shitty, annoyingly confusing week, my body decides to betray me when I wake up in the morning to my period. I curse softly under my breath, rolling to the side and covering my head with the comforter.
I guess I’m not getting out of bed today.
By the time night rolls around, I’m practically a hermit—shut windows, dim lights, and silence surround me. I haven’t eaten anything all day but I can barely summon an appetite. My body’s working against me.
“What’s wrong with you, Evans?”
I turn around to stare at him. Black suit, black shadows, piercing gaze.
“Hey, babe,” I greet, my tone dry. “You’re home early.”
“You look like you’re on your deathbed.”
