Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Ihad to leave Evie at the hospital to go and pick up a drop with Sammie. I wasn’t going to make Louie leave his wife. And Sammie couldn’t do it alone. I’m fucking glad I was there. When he opened the container, there were four of my own fucking workers aiming rifles at us.
Safe to say I’m now four men down and fucking pissed off.
Now we’re back at the hospital. I need to see her. I don’t like not having her nearby. I’ll wear her down. She will be mine willingly. I just have to be patient and give her time to come around to the idea.
I find Paz outside Charlotte’s room. Before I can say anything to him, Evie comes running out, her face flushed. She stops right in front of me, looks up and then back down at the floor.
“Argh!” She stomps a foot—literally stomps a foot like a child having a tantrum—and steps around me.
“Where are you going?” I ask, following her.
“Anywhere you’re not,” she fires back.
Taking hold of her elbow, I lead her into the next room. Louie had the entire ward cleared. The only patient is Charlotte, which means the place is empty. The door slams behind me.
Evie shrugs out of my hold. “Don’t manhandle me!”
I step towards her, and she takes a step back. I repeat the dance until her back is pressed up against the wall. “What happened?” I ask her.
“You mean apart from being kidnapped?” she hisses.
“I’ve already told you you’re free to leave anytime.” I press harder against her body, and I’m not doing a damn thing to hide the effect she has on me. “I don’t think you really want to leave though, do you, Evie?”
“Of course I want to leave.” Her hands land on my chest. I’m sure her intention is to push me off. Instead, her fingers curl around the lapels of my jacket. “I want to leave,” she repeats quieter.
I lean down, until I’m a breath away. “No, you don’t,” I tell her right before my mouth crashes onto hers. My tongue pushes through her closed lips. And then, like I’ve just flipped a switch, Evie lights up.
Her hands move higher, wrapping around the back of my neck. One of her legs lifts until her knee is level with my hip. I grab on to her thigh, holding it there while I press my cock right against her core.
Fuck me, I need this.
“I need…” Evie moans, breaking the kiss.
“I’ve got what you need,” I tell her, grinding my dick against her again.
Her head tips back, her eyes close, and her mouth falls open on a soft moan.
“Say it,” I growl.
“Say what?” she asks.
“Open your eyes and tell me you want this.” My hand moves between her legs. My fingers rub down the center of her pussy, right over the lace covering her.
“Oh god,” Evie groans.
“Say it.” I push the lace out of my way. My fingers glide through her wetness.
“I want it, E, please.” Her eyes open and connect with mine. This is what I wanted. Her. Every single fucking bit of her, without those goddamn walls she likes to keep around herself.
“With pleasure.” I pin her against the wall with my body.
She pushes up onto her tippytoes on one foot while I free my cock and line it up with her entrance. And then, as I’m sliding in, my hands land on her ass and I pick her up. Evie doesn’t miss a beat. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she clings to me.
The moment I’ve bottomed out, I pause. “Mi alma,” I whisper, soaking in the feel of being inside her. It’s more than I ever expected. My lips find hers again, and I start moving in and out, taking my time to enjoy every single minute I get her.
Evie’s hips match my movements. Her fingers tangle in the ends of my hair at the back of my neck, and she holds my face pressed against hers. I swallow every single one of her moans. Her pleasure is mine and mine alone. I’m not sharing any of it, not even her moans.
“I want you to come for me,” I say while thrusting in and out of her as hard as I possibly can. I pull back. I want to see it. Her face. I want the moment she finally lets go for me burned into my memories. “Mi alma, you are mine.”
My fingers tighten around the flesh of her ass. Evie’s body tenses up. Her head falls backwards, hitting the wall, and her mouth falls open into an O-shape.
“Don’t you dare let anyone hear your pleasure. I will burn their fucking ears off,” I grunt.
Evie tilts her head forward, her gaze delivering me a fuck you look. But she doesn’t tell me to stop. No, she fucking explodes. Her pussy quivers around my cock as pleasure takes over.
Fucking beautiful.
I keep thrusting, drawing out her pleasure for as long as I can before I have to pull back. I walk her over to the hospital bed, sit her ass on top, and fist my cock. I give it a tug, spilling my own release all over Evie’s thighs.
She looks down and then back up at me. Her face is flushed, her chest heaving. “That was…”
“Fucking perfect,” I finish her sentence for her.
“It was something,” she says. “I need to use the bathroom.”
“Don’t move.” I walk into the adjoining bathroom, leaving Evie on the bed. I’m not even the slightest bit surprised when she doesn’t listen and follows me. “I told you to stay put.”
“Last I checked, I wasn’t a dog, Emmanuel, so you can’t just bark orders at me,” she fires back.
I find a washcloth and wet it. Kneeling in front of her before I lift her skirt.
“What the hell are you doing?” she says, trying to swat my hands away.
“Cleaning what’s mine,” I tell her.
“This isn’t yours,” she hisses. “And I can do that myself.”
“I clean up my own messes, mi alma,” I say as I shift her panties aside before wiping the washcloth along her pussy. I move it along her upper thighs until I’m satisfied that she’s clean.
“You are seriously deranged. You know that, right?” Evie grumbles.
“I know. Now, tell me why you were upset before.” I stand to my full height, discarding the washcloth in the sink.
“Charlotte asked me why I didn’t go home. I didn’t know what to tell her and I freaked out, making up some bullshit about getting a call from my mother. Which just made it obvious I was lying because I don’t speak to my mother,” Evie rambles.
“Why don’t you speak to your mother?” I ask her.
“That’s not important. What am I supposed to tell Charlotte?” Evie stares back at me as if I’m supposed to have all the answers for her. I fucking love that look.
“Tell her your flight was delayed, then you heard about a shooting at the Royal. When you arrived, the reception staff told you about the incident.”
“Do lies always fall from your lips so easily?”
“It’s an occupational hazard. I have to think on my feet.” I lift a shoulder and refasten my pants. Evie looks down at my hands, and I grin. “You want round two?”
“You wish.” She smirks.
“I do actually.” I chuckle.
“I have to pee.”
“Toilet’s right there.” I point to my left.
“Get out.” Evie shoves at my chest, and I let her push me out of the bathroom, giving her the privacy she needs. It takes her five minutes to come out. When she does, I’m sitting on the hospital bed waiting for her. “You’re still here. Why?”
“Because you are,” I tell her.
“I’m going to see Charlotte.” She walks past me, towards the door.
“Evie.” I stop her just before she can open it. “Don’t hate yourself for giving into your desires.”
“I don’t hate myself. I hate you,” she says.
“You always fuck men you hate?” I counter.
“Yes, because it’s easier not to get attached.” With that, she opens the door and walks out.
I find Paz sitting in the same plastic chair and fall into the one next to him. “We have to go back home. House needs cleaning,” I tell him.
“What happened?” he asks.
“Four of our own were waiting in the container to kill these guys.” I nod towards the window. My gaze falls on Evie.
Paz follows my line of sight. “What about her?”
“She’s not going to leave her friend like that. I’ll make sure Lailani knows her assignment’s changed. Evie’s safety is above anyone else’s.”
“She’s strong-willed. You really think she’s going to come around to your way of thinking?” Paz shifts his gaze to me.
I don’t tell him that she did just come to my way of thinking. “She will,” I say. “She doesn’t have a choice.”
I knew I wanted to keep Evie before I fucked her.
Now that I have, my need for her has just increased tenfold.
I hate that I have to leave her here. I need to, though, especially if I ever plan on taking her home with me.
I need to make sure there are no fucking threats coming from inside the house.
“I’ll get the jet ready.” Paz stands from his chair. “You good here?”
“Yeah, I’ll meet you at the hangar. Give me an hour,” I tell him before making my way into Charlotte’s room. “I’m glad you’re awake, Mrs. Guiliani.”
“Thanks,” Charlotte says.
“I would love to stay, but I have matters I must tend to in Mexico.” My eyes lock on Evie.
“When are you leaving?” Louie asks.
“Now. I’ll be back, though. I have a new fondness for the city,” I reply. Then I turn and walk out of the room, leaving my fucking soul behind.
“Emmanuel.” Evie’s voice stops me as I reach the end of the ward. I pivot to face her, tucking my hands in my pockets. I want to reach out and touch her, pull her into me. I also want her to come to me.
“You’re really leaving?”
“Something’s come up. I have to go and sort it out,” I explain.
“What… Okay. Well, bye, I guess.”
“Fuck it.” I close the two-step distance between us and wrap my arms around her. My lips press to the center of her forehead. “I’ll be back. If you need anything, call me. I’ve had your bags returned to the Royal for you.”
“Thank you,” she says. “But how do you know I’m not going to run and hide the moment you leave?”
“Because your friend is going to need you to hang around for a bit. And there isn’t a damn place you could hide that I wouldn’t find you, mi alma,” I tell her, because I would scour the ends of the earth for her.
“Thanks. Safe flight, or not. If the plane does crash, though, ensure it’s big enough to make the news so I find out.” She smiles.
“If that happens, I’ll be certain to put out a broadcast just for you.” Kissing Evie’s lips one more time, I smile when she doesn’t pull away and then I force myself to step back.
“Emmanuel, is it safe here? Is someone still going to come after Charlotte?”
“You’re safe here. I have people everywhere, mi alma, and they’ve all been instructed that your safety is their number one priority. Nothing will happen to you.”
“And Charlotte?” she presses.
“And Charlotte.” I nod, even though I have no intention of putting her friend’s safety above hers.