Sinful Pleasure (Sinful #1)

CHAPTER 58

C HAPTER 58

ALLYN

The next day I was left alone in the house while Maddox was out for a business meeting.

Things between us are even more complicated now, especially after everything that went down recently.

I fully thought Maddox took me away from my father to destroy me, not to save me. I also never expected Angelo to be such a snake. But here we are.

Maddox wasn’t my enemy after all—despite what Mikael tried to force me to believe. And Mikael had shown me more than once that he was not someone I can fully trust with my heart.

He’s the one who signed Theo Stone’s death warrant, giving him my hand. His blood was on my father’s hands, and I—I’m in the hands of the man I belong to.

I made my way to the kitchen to grab something to eat while I waited for Maddox, but stopped in my tracks when I heard voices coming from inside.

‘‘He is so freaking hot,’’ one woman said with a dreamy voice. ‘And I heard he’s good in bed.’’

“The things I’d do to end up in his bed,’’ another voice laughed.

I leaned in closer, my curiosity getting the best of me.

“Rumor says this place is already taken by Romano’s daughter,” the first voice said. “But it won’t be long before Mr. King gets bored and dumps her.”

My heart skipped a beat.

“He doesn’t stick with one woman for long,” she added.

“That’s because he’s never tried with me,” the other woman said. “I can change him.”

I want to commit a crime. Right fucking now.

“Yes, I’m sure that’s exactly what thousands of women before you have said too.”

“He never tried my mouth, that’s why.”

And that was it. I was done.

I stormed into the kitchen, interrupting their disgusting conversation. The two girls froze, their eyes widening with uncertainty.

I gave them a thorough look, scanning them. Both were blondes with long, shiny hair, younger than me, with piercing blue eyes. It made me wonder if Maddox had a type when it came to the women who worked for him.

They were both stunning, which only made my jealousy grow.

“Am I interrupting something?” I asked innocently, plucking an apple from the counter.

“No, Miss Romano,” the taller girl stammered, and I recognized her voice. She was the one who said Maddox would get bored of me.

‘‘Need anything, Miss?”

“No, just this,” I said, smiling and tossing the apple in my hand as they stood frozen.

“You can keep going with your conversation.”

I took a few steps toward the door before glancing back at them. The two of them were stunned, fully aware they had been caught talking shit about me.

“Oh, and you’re absolutely right.’’ I said ‘’Mr. King is fucking amazing in bed,” I grinned from ear to ear. “But the things he can do with his mouth are even better.”

I winked before turning and walking out of the kitchen, savoring their shocked expressions.

Keep it together, Allyn. They don’t deserve a second of your time.

I made my way to his room, shed every piece of clothing, and settled into his bed.

By the time Maddox returned, it was nearly five in the morning. I had been lying here for hours, my naked body wrapped in the sheets.

I watched him untie his necktie, his tattooed hands working with practiced ease. All I could think about was how those same hands must’ve been wanted by those girls.

His face was tired, his hair messy, falling over his striking features. My grip on the sheets tightened, the jealousy creeping in, consuming me. I’d never felt this before, because I’d never had anything worth losing— until now.

“Everything alright?” His voice broke through my thoughts, pulling my attention back to him as he began unbuttoning his shirt, never taking his eyes off me. “You look distracted.”

“It’s nothing,” I managed a smile, even though it felt forced. “You’re late.”

“Yeah, it was inevitable,” he sighed, slipping his shirt off his broad shoulders. His muscles flexed under the motion.

He flashed a lazy smile, and my stomach clenched. These girls must feel the same way when they see him.

“Okay.”

I sank back into the bed, my thoughts swirling, especially now that he stood before me half-naked.

His body was a perfect blend of strength and sin, on full display.

“What’s wrong, Allyn?”

His voice was laced with concern as he crawled into bed, his body covering mine. His arms braced on either side of my head, the sheets the only barrier between our bare skin.

“Nothing,” I lied.

“Either you tell me yourself, or I’ll get it out of you. The choice is yours.”

It sounded ridiculous, even crazy. I didn’t want to sound crazy, but that’s exactly how Maddox makes me feel. So, I blurted out the question before I could stop myself.

“Have you slept with any of your staff here?”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly caught off guard.

“Where’s this coming from?”

“Just answer the question,” I hated the irritation in my voice. His lips curled into a grin, his gaze fixed on me.

“No, Allyn,” he said, his tone steady.

“I’ve only ever been with you in this house, and I plan to keep it that way. Why are you asking?”

“I was just curious.”

His eyes dropped to my chest, watching the rise and fall of my breath beneath the covers.

He knew I was lying.

“I hate being lied to, Allyn,” his voice was low and raspy. “Especially when you’re the one doing it.”

I bit my lip, the intensity of his gaze making me feel exposed. He was pulling the truth from me, piece by piece.

Maybe it’s better to just tell him. I’ve already started this, there was no turning back now.

“I overheard two girls talking about you.”

“What did they say about me, baby?”

Maddox sounded amused, as if he already knew, just waiting for me to admit it.

“That they want you.”

I avoided his eyes, my face heating with embarrassment. I felt his lips on my neck, kissing softly, his laughter sending a shiver down my spine.

“And the things they want to do to you.”

One of his hands found my jaw, gently but firmly turning my face toward him. His lips slid down my neck, his body pressing against mine as he moved. I let out a soft whimper.

His lips traced kisses down to my breasts, pulling the sheets down just enough to tease my nipple with his tongue, never breaking eye contact.

My body ached for him— the eye contact alone intensifying the sensation, made it impossible for me to stay composed.

‘‘Oh yeah?’’ he murmured, swirling his tongue around my nipple, biting it gently. I bit my lip to stifle the sounds. “Like what?” His lips traveled down my stomach, leaving wet traces in their wake.

Lower, and lower, and lower…

“I-I don’t know,” I moaned. “But they said you’d get bored of me soon.”

I confessed, feeling shame, yet pressing harder against him, my eyes closed, waiting for his mouth on my throbbing skin. Suddenly, the warmth of his mouth disappeared, leaving me cold and aching.

I snapped my eyes open to find his face just inches from mine, his breath brushing against my lips.

His gaze had darkened—like something inside him had snapped.

‘‘What else did they say about you?” he murmured, his voice now serious. His thumb traced slow circles on my lower lip, his gaze searing there.

“That they can give you more than I can. That I’m just another girl you’re fucking.”

His grip on my jaw tightened. His breathing was rapid—as if he were struggling. The seconds dragged on agonizingly as he stared at me, silent.

Before I could even process what was happening, he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Panic shot through my veins as I sprung from the bed, grabbing the first shirt I could find. I knew him well enough to understand that his silence meant trouble.

Something bad was coming.

I reached for the door handle just as it was flung open with force. If I hadn’t pulled back in time, it would have hit me in the face.

Maddox stepped into the room, still shirtless, and as soon as his massive body backed away from the door, I saw the same two girls being pushed into the room by several guards.

The door slammed shut behind us, leaving the four of us in the dark room. The air, once spacious, now felt suffocating, too thin for all of us.

Fear was etched on their pale faces. Both girls were dressed in work clothes. The staff’s shift begins at five in the morning—so why the hell did Maddox bring them here?

The room fell into a deadly silence.

“Maddox…” I started to speak, but he raised his hand, cutting me off.

His gaze was fixed on the two girls, pressed against the wall, visibly terrified for their lives. His steps were slow, agonizing, as he drew closer to them. I couldn’t see much of him, since his back was turned to me— but their wide, fearful eyes said enough.

This wasn’t going to end well.