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“If you leave this house, you inform me where you’re going. No exceptions.”
I consider his demand, now understanding what has him bent out of shape. “I should have told you I was taking Jinx to interview with a child psychiatrist. Anytime I take her anywhere, I’ll inform you first.”
“I said no exceptions.”
I glare at him, not liking what he’s implying. “Where I go on my time is none of your business.”
“Wrong, mia Umbria.” He stalks toward me.
I open my mouth to remind him?—
“And if one word about you not working from me comes out of your mouth?—”
“What are you going to do? Choke me? Stab me? Shoot me?” I roll my eyes. “Your intimidation tactics don’t work on me.”
He closes the gap and encircles my throat with his hand.
My pulse quickens, and my breathing shortens. I don’t understand my response, but one thing I’m sure of is I don’t like it.
“Choking you is definitely an option.” He squeezes the sides of my neck while watching me with his intent glare. He moves his lips until his breath feathers against mine. “Challenging me the way you do and reminding me you don’t work for me will result in me laying you out naked and fucking you until you can barely walk.”
I swallow, feeling the pressure of his hold against my neck. My heart pumps in excitement and moisture pools between my thighs. What the fuck is wrong with me? This alien reaction causes me to act on instinct.
Sansone glances at his chest where I hold a dagger. “You always carry a knife?”
“That’s not all I carry.” I glare into his face.
“Good to know you can back up your claim when it comes to protecting my daughter.” A sinister smile spreads across his face. “But if you think a little jab will deter me, think again.” He advances, disregarding the knife in my hand as it pierces his clothing and breaks the skin. “You can hold the knife to my neck while I make you beg for my cock.” He closes his eyes and inhales as if savoring a heady aroma. “And when you think I’mdone making you orgasm, I’ll lick and swallow all your cum until you beg to come again.”
“In your dreams.” With my heart thumping, my breasts swelling, and my pussy clenching, I shove him away.
“I’ve already had you there. I’m ready for you in the flesh.”
As I flee to my room, his dark laughter follows me. Behind my bedroom door, I try to still my trembling limbs. I run to the full-length mirror for any insight my reflection may have to explain my body’s unexpected revolt.
My eyes are dilated, my brown skin is flush with a deeper hue, my breasts sit higher on my ribs, and the hairs along my skin stand on alert.
You know what this is.
I shake my head. This can’t be… Can it? No, I refuse to believe that the first time I feel lust it’s for Sansone DeLuca. He’s a fuckboy on hiatus, but a fuckboy nonetheless. Why is he the one my body decides it wants? Nothing can come of anything with him.
Yet I can still feel his hand around my neck. I wish the emotion running through me was fear of him instead of myself. Because I now have to contend with secretly wanting him to wrap his hand around my neck and squeeze while doing things to me I’ve heard Max boast about enjoying.
My phone lights up with a text message.
Tech Bro: I’m in. ETA for your ride is ten minutes. Boss man is in his office. Follow my directions and you’ll be on your way in no time.
Thank God for Omari. His update gets me to move. I quickly change into black clothing and follow his directions. I find the duffel bag where I left it but have to duck behind the hedge as a guard passes by. When I get the next set of directions, I haul ass, using the many buildings on the property to help hide from detection.
As I step foot off Sansone’s estate and onto the private road, a car slows to a stop. The headlights flash three times, the signal to identify my ride.
The driver is a stranger to me, but I trust Omari to select someone who knows the dangers that come with being too curious for one’s good.
He enters the warehouse district and drops me off at a darkened building. I don’t have to look back to know the driver has no qualms about leaving a lonely woman in an unpopulated area late at night. And people claim chivalry is alive and well.
I round the corner and find a black Chevy Express cargo van. The door is open and the keys are under the seat, exactly where Omari said they would be. I take a few minutes to alter my appearance. Unlike my day-to-day look where I only use makeup to tone down my looks, here I apply prosthetics to reshape my face, mouth, and nose before using makeup to blend everything. By the time I’m done, I’m unrecognizable.
After a brief drive in the opposite direction of Haven, I pull onto a quiet street of a new residential development. Other than the model home, only one has completed construction.
