Page 12 of The Assassin


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“Oh? Could’ve fooled me.” She smiles and pulls herself out of the pool, water cascading down her body, glistening in the morning sun.

Lila dries herself with a fluffy white towel she found in one of the bathrooms. She’s not intentionally attempting to seduce me, not right now, but watching her do something as mundane as this has heat coursing through me.

She notices me noticing and casts a sideways look. “I know my body is far from sexy.”

My eyes snap to her face as she nibbles on her bottom lip. She’s no longer looking at me. Instead, she digs her toe into the tiled deck and lowers her gaze. “What do you mean, Lila? You’re fucking beautiful and hot. I’m a lot of things, but I’m not blind.”

A small, doubtful smile tugs on the corner of her lips. “Okay, sure.” Her tone is light but has a hint of something deeper, something that makes my chest constrict.

She doesn’t believe me.

I stand to my full height and amble to her. She has to tilt her head back to look at me.

In what world does she not think of herself as hot? In another life, another dimension, another version of me, I will still feel this gut punch each time I look at her.

Part of my caveman brain is still in disbelief that she allowed me to kiss her, touch her, be inside her.

But for some unknowable reason, she thinks less of herself.

No, this will not do. She needs to believe that I’m telling the truth. She needs to feel it.

“Lie down, Lila.” I roll my sleeves to my elbow, my gaze not leaving hers.

She furrows her forehead. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

A lot of attitude for someone who stands at barely 5’5. “I won’t ask you twice.”

“Or what?” Instead of a challenge, her pupils are blown wide with … the lust mirroring my own. “What are you gonna do if I say no?”

“No is no for me, Lila. Say no, and I will leave you alone.” I sweep my gaze all over her body. “I am not a man who forces himself on women.”

The stubborn glint in her eyes, the slight tilt of her chin, her tongue peeking from the corner of her mouth—she wants to obey but hates looking like she’s not in control.

So, I concede.

With a slight nod, I raise both palms. “Will you let me touch you?”

“Why?” The question is just formality. She knows why. We both sense the desire hanging as thick as a fog above us.

“Because I want to prove how much you affect me.” I take one step closer to her, making sure my hands are behind me. “You’re fucking beautiful and sexy, but you don’t believe me. So you’re leaving me with no choice but to show you just how much I mean it.”

Despite the flare in her eyes, her bottom lip trembles. “Men aren’t exactly lining up at my door.”

“Because they’re either blind or fools or both.” I let my gaze linger on her mouth. “And I’m glad they’re stupid enough because I don’t want to waste my precious time slitting the throats of any man who dares to touch you.”

Lila chuckles softly and rubs away a strand of wet hair on her temple. “You won’t do that for me.”

“Won’t I? You sure about that?”

“Luca…”

“Please lie down, Lila. Let me worship you in the best way I know how.”

She lets out a shaky breath and sits on the wooden chaise lounge chair, and I don’t miss the way she rubs her thighs together. I’ll bet all my money in the bank she’s wet and ready for me, and I haven’t even touched her.

“Be a good girl and lie on your stomach, baby.”

Lila stops for a fraction of a second before she makes a decision and does what I tell her. She lies with her head resting on folded arms, her ass partly covered by the bikini bottom.

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