Chapter Seventeen
It has become a necessity to have her lips pressed against mine. To feel her soft touch and the fast breathing against me.
I tried to stay away. To let her alone like she asked. But enough is enough.
I'm craving the smell of her skin, the feeling of her soft hands in mine, the fire in her eyes when she looks at me. I've never been a patience man.
And I won't start now.
Seeing her dressed in those jeans that made her ass like a perfect peach and the black shirt that molded her waist and breasts like a second skin made me want to throw her on our bed and have my way with her. But something stopped me. I can't say what, but I managed to let my thoughts away and get to know my wife.
But I have my limits.
When I entered the room again and saw Althea asleep, my only intension was to sleep too. But when she unconsciously pushed her ass into me, I snapped.
Now, I'm more biting her lips more than kissing. I bring her face even closer even if that's impossible. I can't get enough of her.
She puts her right palm on the arm that I'm holding her face with. She starts to stand up and before to ask if I should continue kissing her, Althea grabs my face and starts crushing my lips to hers. Our tongues are in duel of dominance, our teeth are hitting but we don't care.
I feel her nails scratching my face and I growl. I try to stand up and get in control but her strong grip on my face keeps me in place. I separate our lips and I start to let wet kisses along her cheeks, jaw and collarbone, leaving bites also. I feel her tortured moans when I exhale on her neck. My tongue traces her neck, leaving a wet spot along. My lips suck different parts on her neck and Althea starts to get more impatient. I smirk at the effect I have on her and I move my hand until I feel the rubber band between my fingers. I grab it and I take it out of her hair.
Her dark hair spreads out on our faces and I grab it again in a tight fists. I pull her head back and I see the fire in her eyes grow.
"That's it, baby. Hate me while I worship your sinful body." I say with a rough voice. Her teeth clench and I move until I have her under me.
The little top my sister gave her lets me see the outline of her big and round tits. Her nipples are hard and her whines are becoming too desperate.
My pretty little fox.
I let my fingers tease the little bud and I tug it without warning.
"Ev-," She cries as I play with her nipples. I lean down and I cup her left bud in between my lips. I graze my teeth around it and Althea starts trashing under me. "Everette s-stop."
My muscle freeze and my heart skips a beat and not because she told me to stop, but because of the name
she just moaned. Except of my family, no one calls me Everette.
My name on her lips feels like I just entered heaven and an angel has handed me a cold glass of scotch.
"Say it again." I almost beg. I move my hand to the end of her top to lift it up, but her hand stops me.
"P-please, not yet." Her eyes are soft and her voice is so quiet that is messing with my head.
"Say it again, Althea." I lean over her and I kiss her lips.
"I'm feeling a weird thing in my belly, Everette." She whispers and I groan. I devour her lips, swallowing her moans.
I move my hand from her top and I move an inch from her lips to say, "We do this in your way, baby." And I mean it.
She's not comfortable enough to show me her body? Then I'll prove her that no man deserves this body. Not even me.
I continue devouring her lips while my fingers are playing with her nipples. I tug then hard and them massage it until she's trembling.
"Come on, Little Fox. Milk those panties until you milk the sheets too." I kiss her again. Her hands fly to my face and when she comes, she bites my lower lip until I can feel her teeth penetrating the skin.
"Mhm," Althea moans and I can feel her distancing herself from me. I look in her eyes again and I try to remember the soft brown that she's showing.
I won't see them for a while.
But I'll make my wife see that I want her more than my mafia position.
"When you wake up in the morning and see your drained panties, remember that your husband made
your pussy milk them."
I haven't slept at all. After I made a cold shower to calm my body, I stayed on the balcony finishing a whole pack of cigars.
My mind was full with images of my eyes with her soft eyes and sweet moans.
And now I'm in the car, driving back to my house with Althea next to me, and I wonder if my wife is an amazing actress or really can't remember last night. She seems...unaffected. While I'm boiling.
She talks with Venus through a video call and they talk in Italian. I can't understand a shit. Keres wanted to teach me Italian, but I just don't like the language.
But now I wish I took those damn lessons.
Althea has a little smile in the corner of her mouth while Venus talks about...well, I have no fucking idea.
I drive through the forest and I look at the trees that are hiding our house. I frown when I see a white truck in front of the house and two elderly man who are trying to convince my bodyguards to let their guns down.
I park the car quickly and I exit the car, running to the scene.
"What the fuck is going on?" I ask angry.
"Boss, these men claim they have delivery for Mrs. Moretti." One of the guards informs me.
Delivery that needs a damn truck?
I turn to the car and see Althea outside of it, looking at us with a raised eyebrow. I point my finger in her direction and motion for her to come next to me.
She does without saying a word.
"Did you order something the size of a truck?" I ask her when she's inches away. Althea frows and shakes her head.
She's not talking with me. Interesting.
"Lower your guns." I say with a rough voice. I turn toward the two men who look at us with wide eyes. "Open the truck." I tell them and they obey immediately.
One of them opens the door and two growls appear from inside of it.
I put myself in front of Althea and the guards are holding their guns again. I feel Althea's hands on mine and I turn a little to her face. Her eyes are round and her lips are parted. Althea pushes me away and goes to the truck, but I catch her arm quickly.
"What do you think you're doing?" I spit. Whatever is in that truck, I know that it's alive and has sharp teeth.
"Let me go, Keaton." My other name feels wrong from her lips. I bring her closer to me and I look down at her.
"Stay back while I check that damn growl." I say in a low voice. Althea sighs exasperated.
"I think it's a package from Venus." I look at her showing her that I don't give a fuck who sent her whatever it's in there.
One of the delivery men is trying to take out the package but the growl quickly changes into a powerful bark.
Althea's head turns into their directions and she frees herself from my grip and this time I can't catch her. She goes in front of the truck and the bark stops. My men are still standing on their positions.
I see a smile stretching over Althea's face and then
the bark comes again but in a crying tone.
"Oh, i miei bambini." Her soft voice makes all of us frown.
She takes out with the help of the two men, two big metal cages in which are furry creatures. And it takes even an idiot to realize what creatures.
The animals are getting too impatient and Althea opens one of the cages, letting out a big, gray Great Dane. His years are pointed and the shiny fur hurts your eyes. That damn thing is half her height.
Althea makes gentle noises at the big dog and its butt is shaking like crazy. The other cage is moving hard and she quickly opens the door. In a second, the black Dobermann jumps over her and it takes everything in me to not put a bullet in that dog.
Althea is smiling like I've never seen before. The dogs are over her, licking her face, but she doesn't mind at all. She scratches their heads and says sweet things to them.
I'm not jealous over some dogs... or at least, I'm trying to convince myself I'm not.
I go next to her and she sees the raised eyebrow I have. I extend my hand to her and she takes it. I pick her up but the dogs are still glued to her.
I turn toward my men and I dismiss them and the elderly men are almost running away from this place.
I look at my wife and I wait for an explanation.
"They are my dogs." She simply says and that makes me laugh. She looks weirdly at me and I shake my head.
"I'm not letting them into the house." I say and look at the dirt bags. The Great Dane growls at me and I bite the temptation to growl back.
"Anubis, shush." Althea makes the dog stop growling.
Anubis. The God of Death in Ancient Egypt. I had no idea my wife likes Egypt Mythology.
You have no idea about her at all.
I let my thoughts aside and I focus on my beautiful fox.
"I'm not asking you to let them in the house. They don't even like it inside." Althea says and looks at me.
"I don't like dogs." Like that helps with something.
"Well, I don't like you but you don't see me kicking you out of the house." That mouth will bring her hell one day.
"Is that how you're trying to convince me to let your dogs stay here?" I ask amused.
"I'm not trying to convince you. They'll stay here." She says confident.
"I don't think so." I say with a smile. Her eyes burn and I love getting on her last nerves.
"Fottuto idiota." She whispers. Ah, already saying she loves me. I knew she can't resist me. "What do you want?" She asks then.
Smart girl.
"You always want something in return, so say it." I smirk and I wrap my hand around her waist, bringing her closer to me.
The growl is now from both the dogs.
"I want you to sleep in our bedroom." I say and her brown eyes are looking in mine. "Share the matrimonial bed with me." I know I said I'll give her time, but fuck it, I'm desperate.
She puts her hands on my chest and it takes everything in me to not kiss her pretty fingers. I can easily see the thoughts running in her head. Sometimes she's too obvious.
"No fucking, if that's holding you back." I say and
one of her hands slaps my chest.
"Give me your word." She says and I try to not show the surprise that takes ahold of me. Althea doesn't believe in promises, but she needs my word that I won't touch her.
My mind goes to what Makhim translated from that note. My blood boils again. I need to have this conversation with Althea but now it's not the time. Right now, she's trusting her dogs more than me.
"You have my word, Althea. We do this your way." I repeat the words from last night. Her eyes close and she nods.
I let go of her waist and Althea takes her dogs to the back of the house.
"If I see dog shit all around my property, I'll shoot them and put their heads over our bed." I yell after her.
"Keep dreaming, Moretti." She yells back and I smirk.
I enter the house and tell a guard to help her with whatever she'll do to make those dogs welcomed.
But it's worth it. If having her dogs around will make her sleep in our bedroom, then I have to find a way to like the dirt bags.
I go straight in my office to call the Senator to announce him that I'm coming to his stupid party. His secretary called me right after Makhim left a week ago. I had no intention on going, but thinking about it, it's actually a good idea.
Hanibal doesn't like leaving his country, so he'll send his right hand to the party and I'm a hundred percent sure that he'll bring all the dirt he finds back in Italy. I haven't met him. I heard that he likes to work in private and doesn't like social meetings.
So, what changed his mind?
I feel my phone vibrating in my hand and I look at it and see that Arius is calling me.
My blood runs cold. He's not calling unless he found something.
"Moretti." I answer.
"Have you ever looked on Keres's death reports?" He goes straight to the subject. I frown at his question.
"She died because a bullet went straight in her brain, Arius. So no, I didn't read the reports."
"The doctors that wrote them are dead." I stop all my movements. "Bullet to the brain too."
"Who the fuck did this?" I ask while fire takes ahold of my body.
"Still working on the cameras, but that's not all." I squeeze the phone in my hand. What else?
"The reports aren't complete. They give you just a few details on the brain, but they didn't mentioned her whole body." I'm getting more and more impatient and if he's not saying what he has to say I'll kill him through the phone.
"Get to the fucking point, Arius."
"I hacked into one of the doctor's computers, and it seems that Keres was seventeen weeks pregnant." And at that the time stops.
My muscles are frozen, my blood stopped and all I could hear and feel is my heart who beats so fast that it'll burst.
There's no way Keres was pregnant, I...can't think of anything else.
But anger.
I grab the glass that was standing on my office and I smash it to the wall. The adrenaline comes at a fast speed and the beast in me is ready to have her killer's heart in my hands.
Keres was pregnant.
I start laughing and I grab another glass from the bar and smash it to the floor.
How ironic life can be.
Seventeen weeks pregnant so that means her belly was a little prominent. How fucking blind can I be?
One moment I'm happy that I'm a step closer to make Althea fully mine and one moment I find out that Keres was pregnant.
I continue laughing like it's the funniest shit ever.
I hear steps coming from downstairs and then my office door is opened wildly.
Althea looks alarmed around the room and sees pieces of the glass on the floor.
She comes next to me and eyes me with caution.
"Minutes ago you were fine and now you throw glasses at walls like it's a fucking sport? And why are you laughing?" I straighten my back and look down at her, admiring her courage.
"You shouldn't be here." I whisper and my control is limited.
"Yet I am." She whispers back.
The last time I hidden something from her we fought and didn't speak for a week. Telling Althea that her sister was pregnant can end in many ways. But she needs to know from me.
"Arius called and," I don't know how to say it. Either way is bad enough. Althea looks at me and I know she wants to snap at me for talking my time, but she'll understand. "Keres was seventeen weeks pregnant."
I watch her reaction but all she does is widen her eyes. Then she looks at the glass on the floor and then again at me. She looks like she's having an internal war with herself.
"Did Arius find the guy?" She asks with a low voice.
"Not yet." I watch her palms turn into fists and how her eyes close. "We'll find him, Althea. And I promise to kill him in the slowest way possible."
"He killed your unborn child, Keaton." She says and her voice is hoarse.
The anger is back, but this time is worse. The bastard knew something, and if the pieces I put together are true, I'll bring him to my own hell.
"The child wasn't mine, Althea." Her head turns at me with a speed I've never seen.
"W-what?" She comes in front of me with little steps. With my fists clenched tight, I say the words that are like poison.
"I never slept with Keres."