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Matteo pulls away from me. “That’s it. He’s fucking dead.”

I wrap my fingers around his wrists. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!”

He turns back to me. “You were almost responsible for the death of my brother, you know that, right?” he grumbles out.

“I know. I’m sorry. But I couldn’t help it. The way you reacted. It just made me want to mess with you a little bit,” I say, holding up the little bit of space between my two fingers.

Matteo tosses the shirt onto the bed and pulls meinto his arms. Wrapping his hand into my hair, he tugs it slightly. Not too hard, but just enough for the pressure to force me to look into his eyes. “You better be careful, Little Lux. That mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble one of these days.”

I wrap my arms around his neck. “Is that a threat, Matteo?”

“It’s a promise,” he says before closing the distance between us and taking my lips with his.

He doesn’t have to beg for entrance, as I part my lips, eager for his tongue to fill me. The taste of whiskey still lingers on his tongue as he thrusts it into my mouth, searching for mine.

The kiss becomes heated, our mouths becoming one, as he moves his hands to my hips and lifts me up like I’m nothing but a feather. He walks us back toward the bed and sets me down on the comforter, then hovers over me, placing his knee between my legs as he nudges it against my core. I squirm beneath him at the pressure. Excitement runs through my body, fueling me to keep going.

I graze my nails up his back, and he shivers beneath my touch. He moans into my mouth, setting that inferno blazing even hotter inside me. I love that I have the same effect on him as he does on me.

A knock sounds from the door, but we both ignore it, as we can’t seem to get enough of each other. I pull him down, forcing him to collapse on top of me, and I welcome the weight.

Another knock sounds on the door, this time accompanied with Enzo’s urgent voice. “Teo, we need to get going.”

Matteo grunts but doesn’t let up on me as he continues thrusting his tongue in and out of my mouth.

Enzo’s voice breaks through the imaginary barrier I’ve put up around us again. “I’m nottryingto be a cock block, guys, but I’m going to be a cock block. We need to go, Teo. Now.You can lick Lux’s pussy later.” He pounds on the door one last time. “Let’s go! I’ll be by the elevator.”

His abrasive comment pulls me out of the moment, forcing me to detach myself from Matteo’s lips and look up into his darkened eyes. I’m sure the look of horror is written on my face. “Oh my gosh,” I say. The only words that come to mind at that moment.

Matteo lets out a sigh before lifting himself off me and smooths the wrinkles in his shirt. “I’m sorry about that,” he grumbles. “You won’t have to worry about him again.”

Propping myself up on my elbows, a small laugh escapes my lips. That might’ve been embarrassing, but I’m finding a home in Enzo’s comedic, over-the-top personality. “It’s fine. Really,” I say, brushing it off. “Where are you guys going?” It’s late and something tells me this has to do with whatever Enzo told him he found out earlier.

“We have to go and meet a guy,” he says. Is this what it’s like being married to a Mafia man? Secrets on what he’s doing and where he’s going?

My shoulders sag and the frown that’s found its way onto my face doesn’t go unnoticed by Matteo.

“Hey,” he says as he climbs back over me. “There isn’t much to tell you right now, but if I find anything out about your mother, Iwilllet you know.”

He presses a delicate kiss to my lips before climbing off me and opening the door. Before exiting, he locks eyes with me. “I won’t be back for a while, so don’t wait up, okay?”

I’m disappointed but don’t let that play out on my face. I fake a smile as I push myself up to a seated position. “I’m exhausted anyway, so I’ll just see you whenever I see you.”

Something passes in his eyes at my words. At my tone.Maybe I played that off too cool.But he nods before shuttingthe door, and I’m left alone in this room I’ve gotten far too acquainted with lately.

After taking a shower and brushing my teeth, I get into bed in nothing but my red boy shorts and the plain black tee Matteo brought me.

His woodsy spice scent envelops me as I fall into the abyss of the mattress. I’m tempted to keep myself up until he gets back, but it feels like no more than two minutes passes by before the weight of my eyelids becomes too much, and I’m carried into a deep sleep.

22

MATTEO

The music from the club filters into the night air as Enzo and I pull up. We head down to the basement through the back entrance, making our way to the torture chamber I have set up.

Enzo had the men who roughed up Silvestri’s soldier meet Rocco here with the guy after dropping off Luxtyn and me at the penthouse. Rocco’s been keeping an eye on him until we were able to show up.

“What’s his name?” I ask as I slide my jacket off, placing it on the table that’s on the opposite side of the room as this guy. I don’t need another suit ruined.

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