Chapter 29
MATTEO
It’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman. That’s why I can’t get Goldie’s soft lips and even softer skin out of my head. Or my throbbing cock to go down.
She was so willing. She’d have let me fuck her right where we stood and for the rest of the night afterwards. Inexperienced and innocent as she is, she’d have let me ravage her all night long. She’d have no choice. Because once I started, I couldn’t stop.
She’s like this golden apple no one’s ever tasted before me, this golden rose no one’s ever plucked. I will be the one. So I can wait a little longer.
Not what I was thinking as I stood in the cool hallway outside her door after leaving her, trying to get my heartbeat and my erection under control.
Trying and failing. Because every time my mind wandered it wandered right back to her, sleeping in that soft bed of hers, kissing me with those sweet lips, touching me with her gentle hands.
I figured anyone who saw me would read all that off my face in a second, but I didn’t even care. She’s the first thing that’s made me feel truly alive since my family was murdered. But that’s just women. They’ll do that if they’re sweet and willing enough.
And she’s the catalyst for getting my revenge. Which makes her even sweeter.
Rafaelle came out of the security room just before five AM, told me to go home, and noticed nothing different about me.
Hardly even looked at me. That guy’s got some deep issues I know nothing about.
Well, he’s about to have some more soon.
Maybe he should spend less time inside his own head and more time doing his job guarding this family that’s about to go down.
But I suppose it’s lucky for me that he’s not.
I’ve been walking the streets since I left the building, watching the light grow from grey to pale pink to yellow, back to grey as the shadows of the skyscrapers obscured the risen sun.
I’d have gone home, but I knew I wouldn’t sleep.
And I wanted to spend some more time alone with Goldie before she’s snatched away from me by this plot Ferro’s hatching.
Even if it’s just in my mind. Fantasy’s always better than reality anyway.
Anticipation is always better than getting the thing you want.
But be that as it may, the thing I want most is the revenge Ferro is giving me. Not Goldie.