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“Giancarlo, I’m so—”
“If you apologize again, know I will stop this car and toss your ass in the trunk.”
My mouth snapped shut, and I faced forward. I couldn’t help but want to right my wrong, but saying sorry was out of the question. I didn’t put it past Giancarlo to follow through on his threat.
I nibbled on my bottom lip as my mind went down every twisted route of unease.What if he goes back on our deal?
Throughout the entire drive, all I could think about was how I’d messed up. Any second now, Giancarlo would beat me or shoot me. Gangsters shot people for less, right?Ugh, how fucking stupid.
“Hey!” Giancarlo snapped his fingers in front of my face, and I jumped. I hit my head on the window as I attempted to move. The seatbelt choked me out, and I was left coughing and sputtering.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Giancarlo asked.
I shook my head. “Nothing.” My voice came out as nothing more than a wheeze. I internally groaned. I probably came off as a bigger idiot.
“We’re here. Get out.”
I looked around and stared at the brick building in confusion. He said the office, right? I’d pictured one of those huge skyscrapers. “Is this a bar?”
“Man, nothing gets past you, does it?”
Okay, he was still angry. I closed my mouth and followed him into the building. Light music played inside and over it, and I could make out conversations. A few people had to be downstairs.
We passed a couple of men, and I scrambled to get closer to Giancarlo. They glared at me as if I was nothing more than a bug. I grabbed the back of Giancarlo’s suit, and he stopped. Brown eyes bore into me.
I tightened my hold before I let him go. “Don’t want to get lost.”
Giancarlo said nothing as he reached around and moved me next to him. I shivered as he rested his hand on my lower back. His big hands. The ones that had stroked my cock.
Pleasure rushed through my veins and straight to my cock, making it twitch in the confines of my pants. His hand was like an IV of need steadily dripping into my body.
I sucked in a shuddering breath as I tried to think of anything but being inside of Giancarlo. One time and already I wanted more. To be fair it was like nothing I’d ever experienced.
“What is going through that little head of yours?” Giancarlo’s warm breath brushed against my ear, intensifying the fire wrapped around me.
A whimper was all the answer I could give, and I attempted to pull away from his hand. It was driving me insane. I’d never been so distracted in my life. It could lead to mistakes, and I couldn’t afford to fuck up in front of the man who could have me killed at the drop of a hat.
“I, um, nothing. We shouldn’t keep your boss waiting.”
Giancarlo’s hand dropped away from me instantly. “Brother.”
Still the boss.I kept that comment to myself. “Sor—”
“Don’t.” Giancarlo kept moving up a set of stairs and to a door.
“Stupid,” I whispered.
I stared at his back and hoped I didn’t continue to put my foot in my mouth. Normally I was quiet, listened, but for some reason, Giancarlo pulled out a side of me that shouldn’t exist.
He opened the door, and I stepped through. Soft blues music played in contrast to what was going on outside of the room. It was more relaxing. I looked at everything around me, but there was no avoiding the man behind the desk.
Giancarlo was terrifying, and his brother was equally as scary. Except I hadn’t been balls deep in his brother last night. I instinctively stepped back, and both of them looked my way. It was like I was faced with two tigers ready for the kill. One wrong move, and I’d be dead.
My knees knocked, and I wanted nothing more than to run out the door. But I’d be the dumbest man in New York to give the two of them my back. I locked my legs and stood up straight.Fuck it.
Benito’s gaze met mine, and my stomach dropped to my feet. I moved closer to Giancarlo on instinct. If I could, I’d hide behind him.
“Fuck, when you said kid, I didn’t think you meant—”
