“You ask so many questions.”
“I wouldn’t have to ask so many questions if you just opened up to me.”
“Fine,” he spits out, looking me in the eye. There’s an intensity there that scares me. “I come out here to find peace. My parents were killed in that house.” He points at the mansion. “They were killed there. I can find no peace in there. So I come out here to find it.”
I blink. “They… they were killed in the house? The house you live in?”
“Yes.”
“But… why stay?”
“I did leave. When I was a kid. I was put into foster care. But then I found Giovanni and he brought me under his wing and I gained power. I made enough money to buy this house back. Even he doesn’t know that.”
“Why buy it? Why do that to yourself?”
“I needed to honor it. No one else could own the house my parents died in.”
I reach out for him and he doesn’t pull away for once. I rest my hand on his chest. “Why hurt yourself like this? Why?”
“I can’t let them go,” he whispers, showing me more vulnerability then he ever has. “I can’t let them go, Aurora.”
“Ok. That’s ok. Thank you for telling me this. I need to know these things, Gabriel. I want to know you.”
“You should want to run far away from me.”
“You’ve made that impossible. I am staying because of you, whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I don’t know. But it is what it is. I am here to stay. You can’t push me away forever. I don’t think you want to. You’re angry and alone but you can let it go.”
“You just want that for yourself.”
“Yes,” I answer honestly. “But I also want it for you, Gabriel. No one should live with this kind of pain alone. I can help carry it. I did it for my father. I can do it for you too.”
He sucks in a sharp breath. “How are you so good?”
“I just am. And you can be good too. You can be good to me.”
We both fall silent and stare into each other’s eyes. Our breath comes out harsh and fast.
And before I know it, Gabriel brings his lips to mine. It’s a rough, passionate kiss that steals my breath away. My hands splay out on his chest, trying to steady myself. Never have I been this close to him. It feels like a barrier is falling away between us.
Gabriel grabs my waist and pulls me to the ground, right in the center of the maze, under the soft glow of the moon.
Our kiss deepens and heats up. I don’t think I ever want to stop kissing him from how good it feels.
With a growl, he shoves my nightgown around my waist and parts my legs. I let him because I love this. There’s no denying it.
I gasp when he cups my pussy, rubbing his palm over my nub. My hips buck into his hand.
“You need this, baby?” he whispers into my ear. “I need to touch you. All of you.” The desperation in his voice only turns me on more. I love when he’s vulnerable with me. Real with me.
“I need you too,” I cry out, not caring that I sound just as desperate as him.
“Then let me fuck you. Claim you. It’s time.” He rubs me harder and I part my legs more. I grind my hips into his hand.
“Gabriel,” I gasp.
“Tell me. Tell me to fuck you. Tell me.”
“I can’t say it.” My face is on fire.