Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
Victor
Evelyn told me she was leaving. Blood rushed straight to my temples.
How dare she? How dare she say those words so casually—that she was leaving me?
I spun around and strode toward Evelyn.
Her thin shoulders were shaking violently. I reached out, gripped those trembling shoulders, and shoved her against the desk's edge. I leaned down, trapping her completely between my chest and the desk with my arms.
"You're not going anywhere." I stared into her eyes, wide with fury.
"Listen. The situation out there is a shitshow right now.
Those lunatics have completely lost their minds trying to get that black book back.
The second you step outside this manor's security perimeter, I guarantee you won't survive the night. "
Evelyn twisted hard, trying to break free from my grip. Her nails dug into my flesh through the suit fabric.
"I'd rather die out there than suffocate in here." She lifted her chin, her voice sharp with emotion. "I'm completely redundant here. Caroline is the rightful lady of this house. She's elegant. She's gracious. She has everyone's respect here. So what the hell am I?"
I frowned, my fingers tightening unconsciously on her shoulders. I hadn't expected her to say something like this. She'd been the one who agreed to let Caroline stay. Now she was using it to pick a fight with me. It made no sense.
Caroline stayed here solely to ensure Julian's safety. It was a perfectly normal arrangement.
"You agreed to let her stay. And Caroline's only here temporarily.
" I fought down the irritation in my chest, trying to reason with her using logic.
"She's anxious because Julian's whereabouts are unknown.
It's maternal instinct. You don't need to fight with me over something this trivial. It's a waste of time."
Evelyn suddenly laughed—a self-mocking sound. Her eyes went dark instantly.
"Trivial? Fine. You're the king here. Your word is law."
Evelyn reached out, pushing my arms away with movements that were gentle but firm, then walked toward the door. The conversation was apparently over.
Watching her retreating back, a panic I'd never felt before crawled up from deep in my spine. I turned, strode to the desk, grabbed the black phone, and dialed Luca's number.
"Boss, everything's ready. When do we leave for the docks?" Luca asked quietly.
"Plan's canceled." I stared at Evelyn's figure frozen by the door, my tone decisive.
"All operations tonight are postponed. Have our people keep watching the docks and the East Side.
Report immediately if there's any sign of Julian, but don't take any aggressive action.
I'm staying at the manor tonight. Not going out. "
Luca responded professionally.
I tossed the phone back on the desk and strode to Evelyn, completely ignoring her cry of surprise and resistance as I swept her up in my arms.
"Are you insane? Put me down." Evelyn struggled in my embrace, her small fists pounding my shoulders.
I ignored her protests completely. The realization that Evelyn might be jealous had captured me entirely. I carried her straight to the bedroom and deposited her firmly into the soft bedding.
Evelyn cried out as she landed, immediately trying to push herself up. I pressed down over her, hands braced on either side of her head, my body pinning her down. The bedroom held only our slightly ragged breathing.
"Tell me what you're upset about." I stared into her eyes, gleaming with angry tears, and called her out. "Are you jealous, Evelyn?"
She turned her face away, stubbornly biting her lip. "I'm not. I just hate that woman."
I reached out with my right hand, gripped her chin, and forced her to face me.
"If you just hate her, why are you so upset?" I pressed, staring into her eyes.
Evelyn froze. She stared at me blankly, looking almost cute.
"Do I look upset?" she asked quietly, her voice dropping.
Seeing this rare childish expression from her, I felt a surge of amusement. My mood lightened like never before. I lowered my head, my fingertip gently stroking her flushed lips.
"You look like you're about to cry. First time I've seen you like this."
"I don't cry. Stop treating me like a child." Evelyn snapped back, embarrassed and angry, then suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on my fingertip.
I winced slightly at the pain. Then I slid my finger deeper into her mouth, teasing her soft, wet tongue.
"Of course. I would never do this kind of thing to a child."
She sucked my finger gently, her eyes locked on mine, sending a fresh surge of blood straight to my cock.
I withdrew the finger slowly, now glistening with her saliva, and trailed it down her body.
It slid between her thighs, parting her slick folds.
She gasped sharply, her back arching off the bed as I circled her swollen clit with deliberate pressure.
Her heat radiated against my skin, her pussy already drenched and pulsing under my touch.
Her breath quickened into short, needy pants.
Small, desperate whimpers escaped her throat while I worked two fingers inside her tight channel, stroking her inner walls with patient, curling motions.
The velvety grip of her cunt squeezed around my fingers, coating them in fresh arousal that dripped down to the sheets.
"Victor," she breathed, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, nails biting into my skin. "Please."
"I need to apologize," I murmured against the curve of her neck, kissing my way down her heated skin.
"For being cold lately. For making you feel like you didn't matter.
" I settled between her spread thighs, pushing them wider apart with my palms. Her pussy opened for me, pink and glistening, her clit peeking out swollen and begging. "Let me make it up to you."
I lowered my head and dragged my tongue slowly up her slit, savoring the sweet, tangy taste of her.
She cried out, her fingers tangling tightly in my hair as I devoured her.
My tongue circled her clit with firm, flat strokes before dipping inside her entrance, fucking her with long, deliberate licks.
Her thighs trembled violently against my shoulders.
I gripped her hips firmly, pinning her down so she couldn't escape the overwhelming pleasure.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue while two fingers plunged back into her soaked pussy, curling to stroke that sensitive spot inside her.
Her moans grew louder, raw and broken. Her hips bucked against my face despite my hold, grinding her dripping cunt against my mouth.
I increased the pace, sucking harder, my fingers thrusting faster until her entire body seized.
She came hard, her pussy clamping down rhythmically around my fingers as fresh wetness flooded my tongue.
I didn't stop. I kept licking and sucking through her orgasm, drawing out every shudder and cry until she was begging incoherently, her voice hoarse on my name.
Only then did I rise over her, my cock rock-hard and throbbing. The thick shaft curved upward, the head flushed dark and leaking precum. I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing the swollen tip up and down her slick folds, coating myself in her juices.
"Look at me," I commanded softly. Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and filled with raw need.
"Only you. Your body is the only one that drives me insane.
" I pushed inside her slowly, inch by thick inch, watching her face as her tight pussy stretched around my girth.
The scorching heat and silky friction made me groan deeply.
"The way you feel, the sounds you make—nothing else compares. "
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper until I was buried to the hilt, my heavy balls pressed against her ass.
I set a steady, deep rhythm, each thrust controlled yet powerful.
Her inner walls fluttered and squeezed along my length, milking me with every withdrawal and re-entry.
Her nails raked down my back, leaving stinging trails that only heightened my pleasure.
I captured her mouth in a deep, bruising kiss, swallowing her moans as our tongues tangled.
"You're perfect," I growled against her lips, grinding my hips in slow circles to press against her clit. "Every inch of you." I angled my thrusts upward, hitting that spongy spot inside her that made her scream my name. "Feel what you do to me. Feel how hard I am for you."
My cock throbbed inside her, stretching her fully with every stroke.
Sweat slicked our bodies, the wet sound of my shaft plunging into her drenched pussy filling the room.
I reached between us, finding her swollen clit and rubbing tight circles with my thumb while I drove into her harder.
Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples tight peaks begging for attention.
I leaned down to capture one in my mouth, sucking firmly as I fucked her.
Her body tightened around me again, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice.
I knew she was close. I thrust deeper, faster, my balls tightening as pressure built at the base of my spine.
"That's it, baby. Come for me again." My voice was rough, strained with the effort of holding back. "Show me how good I make you feel."
She shattered around me with a broken cry, her inner walls convulsing powerfully along my entire length. The rhythmic squeezing pulled me deeper, her juices soaking my cock and thighs. I fucked her through every wave, prolonging her pleasure until she sobbed beneath me, trembling uncontrollably.
Only when she went limp and breathless did I let myself go.
I drove deep one final time, burying my cock to the root as my orgasm crashed over me.
Thick, hot spurts of cum erupted inside her, filling her pulsing cunt completely.
I groaned hoarsely, grinding against her as I emptied every drop, marking her as mine.
I collapsed beside her, pulling her sweat-slicked body tightly against my chest. We lay tangled together, gasping for air, our hearts pounding in sync.
My fingers traced slow, idle patterns along her spine and over the curve of her hip as our breathing gradually slowed.
Her pussy still fluttered softly against my spent cock where it rested between us, warm cum leaking gently from her.
"You have no idea what you do to me," I murmured into her hair, inhaling her scent. "Your body, the way you respond to me—I can't get enough."
She nuzzled closer, pressing soft kisses to my chest. I tightened my arms around her possessively, one hand sliding down to cup her ass and hold her flush against me. Mine. She was undeniably mine.
I held exhausted Evelyn tightly in my arms, her skin still damp with sweat. In this darkness, I could clearly feel my heartbeat racing at an unprecedented rate.
I'd finally recognized what was in my own heart. I hadn't kept her by my side just for amusement. In this hunting game I'd thought I controlled, I'd ultimately lost. Now I had to admit it—I'd fallen in love with this lying little con artist.
Acknowledging my feelings brought relief. I tightened my arms, holding Evelyn closer.
Evelyn must be even more uncertain than I was. I couldn't let my woman live in confusion and anxiety.
"Listen, you don't need to worry about Caroline at all." I declared quietly into the darkness, my tone solemn. "Evelyn, you're the most important woman in my life. The only one I care about."
The person in my arms fell into a long silence. That silence made me feel an unfamiliar tension. I was actually worried she might refuse or brush me off with more lies.
After all, there was so much blood and calculation between us.
But soon, I felt Evelyn shift slightly in my embrace.
"Victor." Her voice was soft, carrying an unprecedented fragility. "Can I really trust you completely? You won't lie to me, right?"
"Yes, you can trust me." I didn't hesitate. I lowered my head and pressed a firm kiss to her forehead. "I'll root out the mole who took your father. I'll protect you until the end."
We held each other tightly in the darkness. I found her lips and gave her an unprecedentedly tender, lingering kiss.
Evelyn responded softly to my kiss. Her gentle arms wrapped around my neck. She made those sweet little moaning sounds in her throat, saying my name over and over.
Her response was too adorable. I felt all the blood in my body rushing upward. I couldn't resist this temptation. I rolled over again, pinning her beneath me, my hand sliding directly under her nightgown.
Just as I was preparing for another round, the pale light from the window forcibly pulled me back.
"Damn it, I really don't have time." My voice was hoarse. "I carved this time out. Dawn's almost here. I need to leave before those bastards notice anything unusual. I have to deal with the docks and Julian's situation. I need to ensure you're absolutely safe."
Evelyn obediently reached up and wrapped her arms around my waist. Her small face pressed tightly against my chest.
"I know. Handle those problems quickly. I'll be here waiting for you to come back."