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I sighed, exhaling loudly and looking up at the ceiling.
“Do you have his phone?” I turned to one of my soldiers, who stepped forward and handed me his iPhone. I walked over to Rico, grabbed his dirty hand and forced his finger on the screen to unlock it. I strolled away again, flicking through his messages until I saw the name Elle. I scanned them quickly, looking for any sign of a lie, but everything he had said checked out.
I placed my gun back in the belt of my jeans and folded my arms across my chest, staring hard at the fragile man in front of me. The fear in his eyes was enough to know he wouldn’t have risked his life for Elenora. He would have given up any information on her to save himself. I should kill him just for that. But after what he had just revealed, I was feeling in a good fucking mood. She hadn’t used me. She was as deep in this as I was. She was just better at hiding it. Or at least she thought she was. I pursed my lips as I thought hard about my options.
“You are from France?” I asked.
“Yes,” he mumbled, looking between Fabi and me in confusion.
“It is your lucky day. I am feeling in a forgiving mood. You will find yourself on a flight back to your home country tomorrow.”
He hung his head in relief, “Thank you! Grazie!”
“But if you ever set foot on Italian soil again, I will know about it.”
He nodded and promised he never would. It was good enough for me. I nodded to Fabi to sort that shit out, strolled out of the cellar and up the winding steps to the front of my estate. One of my men, named Este, came striding across the stone pathway towards me. He had a deep gash across one eyebrow and blood was pouring down his face and into his eye.
“What the fuck happened?” I growled, immediately on high alert.
“She tried to escape. We caught her climbing the back wall,” he replied with controlled rage in his tone. The corner of my lip curved up into a sly smile.
“She did this to you?”
“Si, with the heel of a stiletto shoe, after she jumped out a bathroom window, ran through the vineyard, dived in the lake and tackled the wall.”
I tried to keep a straight face as the urge to laugh out loud bubbled to the surface. I probably should be mad. Everyone would be expecting my wrath. I would have to pretend to be angry for the sake of my men, but in all honesty, I was impressed and amused.
“Where is she?” I forced my voice into an aggressive drawl as we continued towards the house.
“In the living room. Also, Flo said to give you this,” he held out a folded piece of paper and I opened it, tutting at the sass of her before I pocketed it in my jeans.
Storming into the living room, I saw the back of Zia first, smothering Elle with attention and putting what looked like a blanket around her shoulders. When she stepped back, my heart flipped and my dick twitched at the state of her. She had twigs and leaves in her damp hair, the white shirt was still a little sodden and covered with mud. Her nipples were hard and poking through the fabric. My eyes raked over her and settled on her face as we locked eyes. Hers narrowed into that sexy glare she seemed to hold just for me.
“Have a nice swim?” I smirked, folding my arms across my chest.
“Vaffanculo,” she spat and Zia gasped. My smile dropped as I stormed towards her and grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her up out of the seat and causing the blanket to fall from her shoulders. No one dared to ever insult me like that, especially not in front of my men. I tugged her through the ground floor towards the stairs as she fought against my grip, screaming for me to let go. Just as I did the night before, I threw her over my shoulders, and took two steps at a time until I reached the top floor, her screams and thrashing echoing around the house.
I slammed her bedroom door shut behind us and once again threw her down on the bed. She squealed and scrambled away from me as I grabbed her ankles and pulled her back down the mattress. Leaning over her body, our faces inches from each other, I husked against her lips, “Ever insult me like that in front of my men again and I will bend you over this fucking bed just to spank that sexy ass of yours so hard, you won’t be able to walk for days.”
She was panting heavily, her gorgeous brown eyes wide with a mixture of desire and fear. I growled—animalistic and raw—as I let go of her. I stood back, forcing my back to face her so I could stop myself from taking that any further.
“Oh, but in private I can insult you, however I want. That’s what you’re mad about? Not that I tried to escape?” she shouted, climbing off the bed to face me. I turned around, looking her up and down as my dick grew harder—the longer I stared at those tits, those legs, that damp, muddy hair and those angry eyes.
“In private, you can do whatever you want to me,” I chuckled, enjoying how her cheeks flamed at my words. “No, I am impressed with your effort. The shoe was a nice touch. I hadn’t thought of that,” I smirked, walking towards her as she took three steps back. When she hit the curtain behind her, she gulped and I paused a few feet away. Pulling out the piece of paper she was meant to write her ‘list of needs’ on, I opened it and held it up.
“What the fuck is this though?” I growled, showing her the very talented sketch of a middle finger.
A slow, cheeky grin spread across her face, the same sexy smile she had given me when she left me handcuffed to that mirror. “What? I won’t be here long enough to need anything.”
“Check again, Princess. You can’t escape from me that easily. So do us both a favour and write the fucking list. And have a fucking shower,” I forced the pad back in her hand and walked away from her towards the door. I had to get out of here before I did something stupid. She was too fucking tempting like this. So defiant, angry and sexy as hell.
“No! You can’t tell me what to do! I am sick of men like you! All my life, I have been told when to fucking eat, where to live, what I can and cannot do. Who to date, who to be friends with.” She threw the pad at my back as I turned around, watching her with fascination as her nostrils flared and her eyes sizzled with relentless rage.
“You are just another one of them! Telling me when to eat. Where I can go. Having your men follow me around like dogs. Telling me what to wear!”
Suddenly, she ripped off the shirt and threw it to the floor before she pulled down the shorts and stepped out of them.
My eyes widened as I took in her perfect tits, hardened nipples, delicious curves and irresistibly smooth skin—as she stood only in her lace thong before me. A fucking goddess on Earth. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling with erratic breaths as I started to lose my mind. My cock was an iron bar against my jeans as I drank in this insanely beautiful woman standing naked before me.
