Chapter 50
The smell of bacon made me open my eyes. My head felt lighter and clearer than it had in days. I had left the hospital two weeks ago. Suarez had gotten suspended temporarily for tampering with the case and almost ruining the evidence.
The prime minister with his lackeys had been arrested and put behind bars.
Romano Marchetti was killed in the confrontation with the police.
His son got lucky that he was unconcious the entire time.
He was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment for drug and human trafficking with both charges linking him and the prime minister.
Valentina left a message that she went back to Spain and I should not look for her.
Ramon gave me the divorce papers she had left at Ivan's office.
What a terrible husband I was. It had barely been six months after our wedding and my own wife had left me.
My father came to visit once in a while after I told him my decision he never visited again.
I quit the squad and decided after I got well I would venture into my own private investigation firm. As for Mariya she testified against the prime minister and everyone who was involved with her kidnapping. She left the country to study abroad in the company of her brother.
A gentle knock on the door pulled me back from reminiscing over the life I thought I knew well. The tray was first to make an entrance then him. His eyes fell on me a gentle smile on his face.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you," he said. He placed the tray on the bedside table sitting on the edge.
"How are you feeling today?" Ivan asked.
"I feel alive," I replied. I sat down watching the man who made me realize who I was. He made me believe my identity was nothing to be ashamed of.
"Did I tell you that I'm madly in love with you?" I asked. His grey eyes sparkled as an easy grin plastered on his face.
"Yes about a hundred times already detective," he laughed.
My hand made its way to his face and I traced every outline of his.
From his thick eyebrows to his strong jawline and finally his lips.
His eyes started dilating and I placed my lips on his.
He welcomed me without a struggle. His lips were soft and gentle against mine that I almost cried.
"Kayde your breakfast will get cold, you have to take it so you can take your meds," he coaxed.
"We can warm it later. Now I'm only interested in one thing only," I answered. The erection in his sweatpants reacted to my words and he tried to hide it.
"Why don't we do this, you can have your breakfast and then we can negotiate afterwards if you are strong enough to do anything. How about that. Food first then meds then we'll talk about it," his voice soothing as he reasoned.
I agreed knowing he wouldn't let it go until I had eaten to his contentment. He took the bacon, sandwich and eggs and began feeding me. I ate with the intention of seducing him. Every bite he fed me I let the fork sit in my mouth for a minute then slowly licked it.
After I was done and he was satisfied he offered me my medicines and I swallowed it down with apple juice.
"Are you satisfied now ?" I asked.
"Kayde you are still not strong enough let's give it a few more days..."
his words were swallowed down in my mouth as I kissed the life out of him.
I pulled him from the edge until he was looming on top of me.
Not giving him time to think and deliberate.
I flipped us over and I was now on top. His eyes widened with the connection of both our groins rubbing against each other.
"I am tired of you treating me like glass. For god's sake I'm not going to break. Can you have me as yours now Ivan!" I demanded.
His grip on my ass tightened his erection getting harder. "My real name is not Ivan. My name is Atticus Romanov. You can call me Atticus," he whispered in my ear.
"I don't think I have the patience for history right now. We can talk about this later," I said impatient.
"I want to ensure you know everything about me detective before you make any big decisions you may end up regretting in the future," he replied.
"While I appreciate your honesty with me the only thing I want right now is for you make me yours. It doesn't matter who you are or where you are from. All that matters is you are the one I want and nothing will ever change that!" I answered exasperated.
He was about to say something when I kissed him again and intentionally rubbed myself on him.
The moan that came from his mouth nearly made me get a release.
This time he did not hesitate to devour me.
His hands were everywhere even as he tore the fabric that kept my skin from his my body roared in response.
His kisses on my body let me feverish and extremely needy. My hand went between his legs pumping him as he sucked on my nipples.
"Enough of this, please make me yours," I begged.
"I never thought you would ask," he jested. His hands flipped as over and he reached for his bottom drawer. Our eyes met as the liquid dripped between my legs.
"Are you sure, once it's done there is no going back Kayde," he said. For an answer I took him in my hands and pressed him at my entrance.
"Fuck Williams!"
In one swift movement I felt the pain as it tore in me accompanied by the sudden ripple of pleasure. He remained still for a moment until I urged him to move. With our bodies in perfect sync it was difficult to tell where he ended and where I began.
It must have been hours when we finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell asleep. I woke up to his breathing on my ear my head on his chest.
"Are you okay. Was I too rough?" He asked softly.
"No you were perfect," I answered.
"Ivan...?"
"Mmmmhh," he murmured.
"Are you going to join your siblings?" I asked. He was silent for a while before he cleared his throat.
"No, I'm going to let them live ordinary lives. It will be best if I keep my distance from them. The underworld is not a safe place. Since Romano has fallen there will be fights on who will lead the gangs. I don't want to be involved and I don't want them dragged into it because of our bond.
The safest thing to do is to go somewhere else where no one knows me and start a simple life detective. What about you?" He prompted.
"I want to start my own private detective agency. From there I can solve cases with my own means remaining true to myself," I answered.
"What about us?" I added.
"I don't want to get in the way of your ambitions and I wouldn't want to interfere with your plans. Whatever you decide I'll agree to it," he answered.
I had already made the decision to leave the city and start all over again. Even if it meant starting over in a completely different country I would.
"Are you in organized crime?" I asked.
His laughter rumbled through his chest and it vibrated.
"If you mean in activities like trafficking then no. I'm a businessman detective. I simply distribute firearms across the world."
"Why do they call you Scorpion?"
"Because in business you have to separate personal agendas and those who owe you. I don't like double crossing I deal with it."
"Will I need to worry about the kind of business you undertake?" I asked.
"I only do legal business but you are welcome to investigate any time you want detective," I could sense the ecstasy in his voice while he answered.
"I will leave the country with you. We can start all over together," I said closing my eyes and envisioning the future that awaited us.
He placed a kiss on my forehead and whispered, "It starts now detective."