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I started slamming into Savina’s precious body as she came all over me, and if the window didn’t crack, I’d be surprised. “Mine,” I growled. “Mine.”
“Don’t stop…” she whimpered, her voice strained, her mind and body reaching for the only euphoria that could make it all go away. “God…Aurelio…don’t stop…”
“Never, baby,” I swore. “Never.”
It was only after she came for a second time that I finally unleashed three years of regret inside her, and the pleasure felt like it was never going to end. I couldn’t fill her up enough, and I knew that I was still going to slide inside her, even when I had nothing left to give her.
“Aurelio…” she whispered as her head dropped on my shoulders.
Yeah, someone was going to have to kill me before I ever let this woman go again.
Chapter 24
Savina~
I was back at the window, my mind racing again, and it was enough to make my head hurt. Aurelio had made good on all his promises last night, and I’d lost track of the hour by the time that he’d finally finished with me. Honestly, with as tired and sore as I felt, I should still be asleep, but we’d left the drapes open after he screwed me up against the window, so the sun’s morning rays had woken me, snapping me back into reality brutally.
Not surprisingly, when I’d woken up, the sheets on Aurelio’s side had already gone cold, letting me know that he’d been up for some time already. However, Aurelio hadn’t slept much when we’d dated three years ago, so I hadn’t panicked, and it had given me time to wake up, go to the restroom, then think about my next move. Thanks to the burner phone that Aurelio had left for me, I’d also been able to call the office with some lie about feeling under the weather, and since no one enjoyed getting sick, the office manager had insisted that I stay home until I felt better. He had also cancelled my meetings for me.
So, I was back at the window, dressed in Aurelio’s button-up from last night, wondering how I was going to get out of here. While lots of women had enough sense not to believe anything that a man said during sex, Aurelio wasn’t that kind of man. All night long, he’d made it clear that I was never going back to my previous life, and he’d meant it. However, that wasn’t going to work for me.
“Are you hungry?”
I turned at the sound of Aurelio’s voice, and my entire body trembled with need as he stood in the doorway, dressed in only a pair of grey sweats. I had no idea how I’d found the will to walk away from him three years ago, and this time wasn’t going to be much easier.
“I need to go back, Aurelio.”
His entire body froze.
His black eyes also lit with a dangerous fire.
“What?”
“I need to go back,” I repeated. “I…I can’t stay here.”
“Why the fuck not?” he practically growled as he stalked towards me.
“Aurelio, we can’t just pick up from where we left off,” I told him, willing him to understand. “I have so much that I need to figure out, and-”
“What’s there to fucking figure out?” he snapped.
I wrapped my arms around my waist to keep myself from reaching for him. “I have a mess to clean up, and-”
He was in my face before I could finish my sentence. “What the fuck did you just say to me?”
It really was hard to concentrate when he was looming over me like he was, his face hard, his eyes swirling with all kinds of emotions that I wasn’t equipped to deal with just yet. In a perfect world, I’d let Aurelio bundle me up in bubble wrap, protecting me from all the evil out there, but we didn’t live in a perfect world, and I knew myself well enough to know that there was only one way that I was going to be able to heal from these past two years, if at all.
“Don’t stand there and act like you don’t understand the concept of revenge, Aurelio,” I told him. “Your entire life, you’ve done nothing but get revenge on people. Whether for yourself, for Nero, the Sartoris, or anyone else that you decided might deserve it.”
“I’m not dismissing your need for revenge, Savina,” he spat back. “What I’m dismissing is you thinking that it’s going to be you that’s going to get it.” He stepped closer to me, and there was no way to escape the masculine scent of him, something that used to drive me crazy and still did. “You’re out of your fucking mind if you think that I’m going to ever let you get within spitting distance of Ashton Oliver ever again, Savina.”
“I’m not scared of him,” I repeated.
“I don’t give a fuck!” Aurelio roared in my face.
I stepped back until I was pressed up against the window again. “If you take away my chance to stare him in the face while I get my revenge, then I’m always going to be his victim, Aurelio,” I said, trying to make him understand something that we both knew that he’d never be able to. “You might kill him, but he’ll die thinking that he got the best of me. He’ll die thinking that I couldn’t save myself. You’ll get all the credit, and he’ll die thinking that he was able to take all those pieces of me with him to his grave.” My arms tightened around my waist. “I want him to know the truth when he dies. I want him to know that it was the power of my love for you that had controlled me, not him. Never him.”
Aurelio shook his head as he refused to listen to me. “You’re not a victim, Savina-”
