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“Your beauty captivates me, mi amor.” My voice oozed with sarcasm, only growing her irritation with me. Oh, how I loved to rile her up. I could do this all day, really. “Besides, this is more the duty of a woman rather than a man.”
Was that a sexist comment? Yes. But I only did it to irk her. Getting under her skin had been my new favorite pastime.
She turned her neck in my direction, that signature glare of hers aimed right at the center of my skull. “One day, I’m going to put a bullet in you.”
“You say the sweetest things to me, Savvy.”
And that was enough to have her lips in a thin line and her fists gripping the catalog tightly.
“Miss Baratelli,” Daniella’s overly soft voice broke our stare down. “I think if we were to go for a more elegant gothic theme for the wedding it would complement both your styles.”
I turned my eyes to meet Daniella’s eyes. I didn’t miss the way her gaze appraised me from where I sat opposite her desk.
Savina opened her mouth to say something, but the buzzing of her phone stopped her. She looked at the phone screen and I caught the name that flashed.
My life support. What the hell…?
“I need to take this.” She didn’t even spare me or Daniella a second glance before getting up and walking out.
Mh… does the little Miss Ice Princess have a love affair going on? Well, well… this was an interesting turn of events.
The door closed behind my fiancée, and I got up from my seat. Daniella watched me stalk over to her like a lion circling its prey. Her eyes widened and her lips parted in anticipation of what was to come.
“Get up,” I ordered.
“But your wife, we can’t…”
“You’ve been playing footsie with me this entire meeting, Daniella, and making fuck me eyes from the moment I walked in here.”
Daniella and I had a long history with one another.
We had met at one of my clubs in the Bronx, and… let’s just say she sucked me off well enough to have me calling her now and again. The last time we had met up was almost a year ago, when I took her in the back of my limo on my way to an event.
She had wet the entirety of my back seat, and I had enjoyed every second of it.
“I can’t believe you’re getting married.” She lifted to her feet, a slight hint of sadness in her tone. “Looks like the King finally found his Queen.”
She had thought it could be her, as did many of the others. I didn’t know why women had this foolish notion of trying to ‘tame a man’ because they believed he would be different from the others.
Men in my world were simple and unhinged creatures. Loyalty and respect were valued far more in a relationship than frivolous things like love. We were beasts who could not be tamed.
“More like I found a troll.”
I pulled her in close, rubbing my length against her core. She shivered in my hold.
“She’s the Queen of New York. She rules this place with a bloodied iron fist.” It seemed her reputation preceded her. “She’s wealthy, beautiful and lethal.”
“Jealous?” I moved ever so slightly to rub my hand against her pussy through her dress.
Danny leaned forward, her forehead coming to rest against my shoulder.
“Are you wet for me yet, Danny?”
She was talking too much.
“Andres, we can’t,” Danny said as she kissed her way up my neck. Her hand ducked into my trousers and stroked my dick, making it even harder. “Your fiancée is just outside.”
“So why is your hand stroking my cock?” I bit down on her neck and she tilted her head back and let out a loud moan.
