Page 29 of Obsessed by My Ex's Mafia Uncle

“No.” Her voice comes out quiet at first. “No…No, I’m not staying here.” She shakes her head, stepping back like distance alone can undo what I’ve said. “You can’t do that. You can’t just keep me here. I’m not…”

Her voice breaks.

Her hands come up, pushing at the air, at me, at the room, like she’s trying to find something solid to fight against.

“I’m not staying here…” She shoots, louder now, panic bleeding fully into it. “Do you hear me? I’m not staying here!”

She turns, looking around like she’s searching for an exit she hasn’t already clocked, her breathing shaky, her chest rising and falling like she can’t get enough air.

“This is insane,” she mumbles, half to herself now, half to me. “This is actually insane.”

Her hand drags through her hair, tugging at it.

“I’m leaving,” she adds quickly, like saying it makes it real. “I’ll walk out. I don’t care who you think you are, I will walk out of here.”

She moves like she means it, but there’s hesitation in it.

Because somewhere in her, she knows this isn’t a place you just walk out of.

“But,” I start, softer now, “There is another option.”

She doesn’t respond.

But she listens.

“Give me one night, Christine.”

That gets her attention.

“Just one,” I continue. “And we’re done. His debt becomes his problem again.”

“What?” Her eyes search my face, like she’s trying to find the trick in it.

I almost smile.

“To put it plainly, Christine, I want to fuck you through the night.”

Her eyes stay on mine, searching harder now, like she missed something, like there’s supposed to be a second meaning hidden underneath it that makes this less… real.

“But I need your blessing to do that.” I continue.

Her lips part slightly, but nothing comes out this time. Her breath stutters instead, like her body doesn’t know how to process it before her mind does.

“Blessing?” She repeats, the word almost offensive in her mouth. “You think putting it like that makes it better?”

“You’ve already said my name once tonight.”I drag.

Her breath catches.

“Just keep it for the rest of the night as I make you come in real time.”

That hits exactly where I want it to.

I wait.