Chapter SixteenIan
Chapter Sixteen
Ian
“So when is the wedding?” her father says, approaching us with his gaze focused on me.
“It’s up to Calista—as long as it’s within the next year,” I remarked.
“Year?” he asks, looking at me as if I’ve lost my mind. Calista looks at me with the same expression. Even though I want her to be my wife already, I refuse to rush her.
“Well, I want to give her time to plan if she’d like.” She smiles at me.
“She doesn’t need a year.”
“No, but it will be winter, and I didn’t think she’d like that. How do you feel?”
“I don’t need a lot of time,” she confesses. I’m a bit surprised by that revelation. There is something spurring on the change of heart, and I’d like to know what it is.
“You’ve got it, beautiful.” I kiss her hand and then tuck it under my arm, rubbing it lightly.
“May I have a word in private with you,” her father says.
“Connor, you stay with Calista. Watch her. Don’t let any of these pussies try anything.”
“Of course, Brother.” Her father smirks and shakes his head. “Follow me into my office.”
I do, and he closes the door. “Would you like a drink?”
“No, thank you. I want to be sharp.”
“Any sharper, and you could actually cut diamonds,” he remarks with a short laugh. “Anyway, I called you in here to talk about your intentions with my daughter.”
“I’m taking her back home with me,” I say, making my intentions known without a doubt that I’m not leaving her during this crazy time.
“What about her safety?” her father asks.
“She will be well protected and secured on our estate, which has been upgraded since my brother was taken last year.”
“That sounds good, but I want to make sure that she’s well protected anytime she travels.”
“And she will be. Every vehicle is armored, and she’ll have at least two guards with her at all times, even when I’m with her.”
“Also, I’d like to discuss her dismissal at the hospital. She won’t let me intervene, but I’d love to smash all their heads in, and they will beg for her care.”
“I understand completely. I plan on disposing of one of her classmates. It seems he drugged her during her night out.”
“What little son of a bitch is it,” he says.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got a plan for this little pussy. He already tried to claim that Calista was his. I’m going to destroy him and enjoy doing it.”
“I want to get my hands on the bastard.”
“When I get them, I’ll call you and you can come visit.”
“I like that idea.”
“She had a call from her friend in Chicago this morning. I don’t monitor the actual calls, but I do monitor the numbers after what happened. It was her friend Maggie. She hasn’t called in weeks, so I was a bit surprised. Also, you called this morning. Did she know you were coming?”
“No. I actually told her to behave tonight or I’d have to hurt all the bastards who put their hands on her. If you don’t mind, I’d like to talk to her now.”
“I’ll send her in. No fucking in my office. Understood?”
“Yes, Mr. Vitale.” I nod, and we shake hands. He leaves, and a moment later, she enters.
“Wow, I can’t take my eyes off you. You are perfection, Calista.”
“Thank you, Ian. You’re not so bad yourself.”
“So do you want to tell me why you’ve changed your mind?”
“Because there’s no point in denying who I am anymore, and there’s no denying who I want.” Her hands go straight into my hair, sliding them until they interlock. Her mouth lands on mine, and a kiss that I’ve waited so long to have is here. I groan against her eager lips, parting mine and taking her mouth with a dominating hunger that I’ve needed to feed. My hands cradle her ass, dragging her body against me.
My dick aches so damn bad that I want to strip her bare and drill her tight hole. I drag my lips away from her sultry ones and growl, “Fuck. I just promised your father I wouldn’t fuck you in here.”
“We don’t have to fuck,” she moans, grinding her hips and pressing her lips to my throat.
“Baby, you’re pushing it.” I lean back, putting a little space between us just to look into her eyes. Calista’s body is so tempting that I need to get ahold of myself, but she doesn’t quit.
“More like pressing on it.” She rubs her hand up and down the bulge in my pants. “Did you miss me?”
“More than you know,” I grunt, the words coming out harshly.
“Were you fucking anyone else?” she questions with an angry hiss.
“No, I’ve been a very good boy,” I answered. She’s the only woman I could even fathom thinking about riding my cock.
“Well, I’ve been a bad girl.” My entire body stiffens, and rage fills my gut.
“What? Who am I going to kill?” I thought my men had done a hell of a job watching out for her.
“No one. I’ve been fucking my toy every day in the shower while thinking about your big cock,” she moans, unzipping my pants. Slowly her hand dips inside, stroking me over my boxer briefs.
“You are definitely a bad girl,” I whisper, tipping my head back and enjoying her attention. A deep rumble escapes my chest as I coat my boxers with precum.
“You have five seconds before I come in there,” her dad’s voice comes from behind the door.
“Damn it,” I snarl, adjusting my zipper and my painfully hard length.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. We’re leaving soon, so you can make it up to me.”
The door opens, and he comes in. “You didn’t give us that long to talk.”
“Yeah, I’m sure that’s what was going to get done in here,” he snarls. “We have a lot of guests out there, and I’d like to make the announcement of your impending marriage.”
“That’s perfect,” I say, sliding my hand in hers, the one that had been stroking me nice and slowly. I bring it to my mouth and give it a kiss. “I want everyone to know Calista is mine. Especially that asshole that was dragged out on his ear while he degraded my woman.”
“So you did hear,” Calista says with a gasp.
“Without a doubt. Trust me when I say his words won’t be forgotten.”
“You’re correct about that,” her father acknowledges. We step out of the room and join the party. “Let’s go to the top of the steps, and I will make the announcement.” With a nod, we follow him and then he stops, and with a wave of his hand, the music and the crowd come to a hush.
“Thank you all for coming here tonight. While there is still a lot of party to be had, I’d like to make a special announcement.” He steps slightly to the side. “My beautiful daughter, Calista, has accepted the proposal of Ian MacNamara. I’d like to congratulate them both as I am looking forward to their upcoming nuptials.” The crowd cheers and claps.
“Thank you. I am fortunate to have this lovely woman as my future wife. I’m grateful that she has accepted me. She’ll be joining my family in Chicago soon, so New York will be losing such a beautiful treasure, but I’ll be getting the greatest gift.” They erupt in cheers again as I kiss her hand.
“Please let the party continue.” The music starts, and we head down the steps.
“Congrats Ian, Calista,” Claudia shouts as we make it to the bottom of the steps, and then she throws her arms around Calista. My brother comes up and shakes my hand.
“Are you two ready to leave?” he asks, leaning in so that no one else can hear.
“I’d like to dance with Calista first.” The ambience of the room is perfect to enjoy some time with her before we have to be isolated.
“You want to dance with me?” she asks, pressing her chest against my bicep.
“Yes, of course I do. I want any reason to hold you in my arms.” I drop my head and then kiss her lips, which draws eyes to us. Good—I want everyone to see my devotion to her because I’m a deadly motherfucker and I’m not above destroying anyone on her behalf.
“Dance with me, my fiancée.” I led her to the floor. People make a path, and I spin her into my arms as “Perfect” by Ed Sheeran plays. My hand splays over her lower back, gripping her firmly to my body while her head rests on my chest.
“I missed you so much, Ian.”
“You’re never leaving me again,” I state.
“I won’t.”
“I’m sure you won’t because I can’t live without you again.” We sway to the music as the cameras take pictures. What started out as a regular party turned into an engagement party.
As the song dies down, I lead her off the dance floor and to her parents. “We’d like to say goodnight.”
“Join us for brunch tomorrow, and we can discuss more about the wedding plans.”
“I’m so excited about the wedding,” Mrs. Vitale squeals, pulling Calista into her arms.
“Thank you, Mom. I promise we’ll talk about the plans, but I don’t want to drag it out.”
“We won’t. I put this together in a flash. I am the queen of party planning, aren’t I?”
“Absolutely.”
“Good. So we’ll see all of you tomorrow?” he asks, looking over at Connor and Claudia. Claudia stares at Connor, who nods.
“Ooh. I know it’s a lot to ask, but maybe before you go, you can bake with me,” Mrs. Vitale asks Claudia.
“You know I’d love it.”
“Thank you.” She gives her a big squeeze and after several hugs and handshakes, we leave with our guards and two of theirs just for added protection.
We travel to our private hotel and then up to our penthouse suite. Connor and Claudia have one bedroom that faces the left side, and we have the other on the right.
I led her to the bedroom, opening the door and turning on the light. There is a massive bed in the middle that is hard to miss. It’s set up for one fucking thing. Fucking is the thing. I want her bred so she can’t get away this time. I don’t know if she’s still on the pill, but she won’t be much longer if I get my damn way. She looks around the room in wonder. It’s a pretty nice room, but I don’t give a damn about it. “Time for bed, baby,” I grunt out, my voice hoarse with arousal.
She turns to face me with a look of mock horror on her pretty face. “Bed? But I’m not tired.”
I close the distance between us with unhurried determination. “Good, because sleep is the last motherfucking thing on my mind. You’re going to finish what you started, but first, I need to get you out of this dress so I can lick every inch of you that it’s hiding from me.”
I grab the edge of the material and rip it, sending it to the floor. “Oh my goodness, Ian. It was expensive.”
“It was going to get someone killed—like that prick who was escorted out. Your father and I haven’t forgotten that incident. You know that.”
“That’s not my problem.”
“Well, then, we don’t need a repeat. Don’t argue with me when you’re nearly naked because you won’t win. I’m just going to make you ride my face, and then I’m going to fuck your pretty cunt until I’ve loaded your pussy with so much cum that you’re carrying my baby.”
“Baby?”
“Yes, one of several.”
“I guess it’s good that I haven’t refilled my pills.”
“Yes, it is. Now get on the bed because I want to taste my woman.” She moves to the bed and sits on the edge, looking so damn beautiful. It’s raised on a platform, so I walk over to her, and it’s perfect for stealing kisses. I bend slightly and taste her lips. My hands and mouth move all over her, never able to stop when it comes to my woman. She was made for me.