Page 42 of Mafia Obsession

“What if I don’t want to leave?” I say on a shaky breath.

His gaze hardens. “Is this what you want?” He steps back and drops the towel.

Blinking, I take in the most perfect human body I’ve ever seen. His legs are molded, his thighs thick and yeah… His cock is perfect. Semi-erect or that can be its resting stage since he is so big, I don’t know. It’s beautiful. But it’s too much. He was right.

“I’m not sure I can handle you. Plus…”

“You’re married,” he says.

I resist a scoff.

“What if I want an arrangement that’s just physical?”

“That’s usually how I prefer it.” He steps closer, pressing into me. “But with you, it will mean so much more than that. But I don’t fuck what doesn’t belong to me.”

Nodding, I back away. “We should forget this happened. I just came here to bring you contracts Ambrose needs signed. I’ll put them in your office and leave.”

“Leave them on my bed,” he says, standing there, still naked.

Still tempting me.

Silence stretches between us, thick and charged. I leave the closet, feeling like my neck is on fire. He follows me out, still naked, but I sense his distance so starkly. A wall has snapped into place.

I lay the folder on his bed, exactly as he indicated, and ask, facing him, “Do you still want me at the ten a.m. meeting?”

He hesitates and stares down at the bed. “Yes.”

But his voice is hard and cold. Back to business. Back to control.

“A courier will pick up the signed contracts,” I tell him.

“That’ll be all, Lourdes.” He heads back into his closet, leaving me with the most amazing view of his back and ass.

I force my legs to move, to carry me toward the bedroom door. My hand trembles slightly as I reach for the handle.

I don’t look back.

I have no idea how that happened. What I did. What I said. Who I was with him. I shake it away. It doesn’t matter. I have to get out of this city. But I won’t forget what I saw.

Ever.

Chapter 14

Ares

Daria: Have more details on Sinclair. I advise immediate review.

Her text message came in at five a.m. and ruined my morning workout.

I immediately agree to meet her in a different wing of the Zervas & Company building to prevent Lourdes from hearing what I’m planning. And what kind of man that makes me.

If I was unsure about killing her husband, yesterday’s encounter in my closet sealed the deal.

It was a mistake letting her just stand there while I was fully naked. But in that moment, it was clear my sculpted muscles held her interest more than my power and my bank account.

Touching her with that rope had my heart beating faster than when I came in the shower fantasizing about her. In my head, she was lying before me with her legs spread and taking my cock deep into her pussy.

I’ve spent years mastering restraint. Lourdes makes me forget why my control matters. I file my thoughts away to face Daria sitting in the command center adjacent to her office.