Chapter 49 #2
“I can’t sleep at night. The life I knew before, I can’t jump back into it after knowing there are females out there living a nightmare,” she replies, her tone unwavering, each word dripping with resolve.
“I want every girl in that cage set free.” There’s a flicker of something deeper in her eyes—something darker lurking just beneath the surface, a hidden anguish or fury that she’s adept at concealing, yet it feels dangerously close to bursting forth.
I can sense it, that raw intensity waiting to be unleashed.
There’s beauty in her darkness, and I find myself drawn to it, determined to be the one who teases it out of her.
I want to cling to that sliver of shadow and pull it into the light, to explore the depths of her soul.
“You really think this will change anything?” I challenge, raising an eyebrow. “You think there aren’t more of them out there?”
“If he’s one of the biggest traffickers in the UK, then taking him out means one less monster on the streets,” she argues passionately, her conviction unwavering.
“Do you honestly believe that will put an end to it? What happened when Matteo was killed? Or Sal? There’s always someone waiting in the wings to take their place.”
“So is that a no?” she shoots back, her determination unwavering.
I can’t help but admire her persistence, the fire in her eyes revealing a fierce spirit that most would shy away from. “I don’t think your family would appreciate us spending time together,” I respond, a hint of caution in my tone.
“Doesn’t matter what they think,” she retorts, her voice strong and defiant.
“Alright then, Liliana,” I say, leaning in slightly, intrigued. “I’ll let you kill Nico in exchange for making sure Alessio keeps fighting off the Russians. I know I’ll get Vidalia, but how do you plan to get Alessio to keep our alliance?”
“You take what’s yours,” she states. “You bought me. And from what I understand, no one has reimbursed you for it. So… I am yours.” Her fingers pull at the thin straps, letting the dress slide down her body so that she stands in front of me in a strapless bra and matching lace underwear.
She stands there like she wants to be ravished.
I laugh, leaning back in the chair, my elbow resting on the armrest as I rest my chin on my knuckle.
“You think this will get me to agree? Even with a body like yours, I won’t be easily convinced to this deal of yours.
” I get to my feet and walk toward her with my hands in my pockets.
“I know you didn’t forget that I already had my dick inside of you. ”
Her eyes slightly widen, but she holds her composure. She places her hand on my torso and slowly slides it up to my chest. “And I know you couldn’t have forgotten how good it felt being inside me.”
Liliana’s confidence radiates, and I find myself wanting her to remind me again.
My hand wraps around her neck, and I force her to look up at me, although she is already willing.
“What do you want out of being held captive?” My thumb rubs her neck, trying to find a pulse.
And when I do, her heartbeat is thumping, making mine do the same.
Her hardened nipples poke through the fabric on my arm.
I feel her swallow. “I want to be the one who kills Nico Vidalia.”
A gutting laugh escapes my mouth. “So, you left your little bubble and now think you can play vigilante? It’s cute. Really. Mickey is going to enjoy that one.”
“What’s cute is how you so-called men underestimate a woman’s ability.” There’s a rawness in her eyes.
“Have you ever killed anything before?” I question, slowly walking her backward. Her offer is perfect, but I can’t seem eager.
“No.”
“Here’s a counteroffer.” Her back hits the edge of the bar. “You stay as my captive until the Russian situation is stable. In exchange for the lessons I’ll give you to prepare you for your moment with Vidalia, because I promise it’s coming, your body is mine and no one else’s.”
She tries to control her breathing as my finger trails down her neck, along her collarbone, and down to her chest. I trace along her breasts poking out of the hemline of the bra, continuing down her torso.
Her skin is silky smooth. I want to see just how willing she is or if her promiscuity is just a tease.
The palm of my hand makes its way to the small of her back, pulling her body against mine and lifting her up.
Our mouths are practically touching. Her breathing picks up as I make sure she feels my growing erection.
Liliana doesn’t push me away even when I tilt my hip into her.
Her leg wraps around mine, pulling me in closer and slowly moving her hips, rubbing herself against my cock.
She is locked in, and I know I have her.
Her breathing deepens as I press my body against hers, backed against the bar.
Her breasts push against my chest, and I can feel her hard nipples through my shirt.
“I’ll agree to this little game you want to play as long as you agree to three rules.
” Holding up one finger, “You don’t argue with me.
” Holding up two fingers, “If you want to leave, then just go, but know you leave one time and there’s no coming back.
” Holding up three fingers, “If you cross me, I will kill you.” I look deep into her eyes. “Can you handle that?”
She nods. “As long as you accept mine.” She grabs my pointer finger with one hand, lowering it out of her face.
I smirk. She has a set of balls on her, and it makes my pulse pick up again. “You don’t get to have terms. I bought you. I’m your master.” I unhook the bra with one flick of the wrist. Her breasts push up against my chest.
“I want to make this worth my while.” She arches her brow. “No holding back. No feeling sorry for me. And no fucking other people.”
“Are you the jealous type, Liliana?” Our lips brush together.
“I don’t want to catch anything,” she breathes out.
These are reasonable, and I don’t think she’s just talking about handling her and her body. She really wants to know how to kill, and I see it in her eyes; there’s something dark begging to come out.
“So it’s a deal?” I have my finger hooked at the hem of her lace thong.
“Deal.”
With a smirk, I step back, unbuckling my pants. “Get on your knees and suck on it.”