Page 26 of Stolen Tutor

“He’s been shot in the arm,” Dino says.

Vittorio snarls at him, “What the fuck? By whom?”

“Someone from Morgan’s fucking goon squad.” My arm burns and I’m feeling lightheaded, but I’m still thinking about the betrayal I’ve felt since I learned she ran away from her guard today.

“Let’s take this to my bedroom,” I tell them, leading them there. Vittorio gets the door and then Dino pulls out the armchair I have in the corner of the room while the doctor pulls out his supplies.

“You’re going to need to remove your jacket and shirt, Mr. Leone. Do you need help?”

“No, I got it.” What I need is Lucy in here, making this all better and promising me her life before I seek my stone-cold revenge on Chief Morgan.

She crossed enemy lines, playing a dangerous game with a man hellbent on revenge and hungry for her.

“Bring her in here,” I bark out, taking off my suit jacket that is quickly stained with blood.

“Who, Boss?”

“Lucy. Now.” Dino leaves the room and I look over to Vittorio. “Someone crossed me today and I think I know who it is. Do me a favor and come here.” He leans down and I tell him what to do before sending him out of the room. That matter will be dealt with after I take care of my other needs.

“Work fast,” I tell my doctor, who looks at the mess on my arm. It’s a slight scratch that will need a stitch or two, but it could have been a fuck ton worse. He begins his work, getting to the bullet wound isolated and spraying it with some sanitizing crap to clean it.

My anger burns deeper than the pain that I don’t even feel him working on it. A rapid knock on the door draws our attention, followed by a yelp and a plea from her soft voice. “Come in, Dino.”

They enter, and she’s wearing a tank top and shorts pajama set, looking thoroughly innocent and tempting, adding to my anger. “Leave us,” I snarl. Dino does so without hesitation, but the doctor doesn’t move.

“I said leave us,” I roar.

“But I haven’t finished,” the doctor insists.

“Listen, I will summon you back when it’s time. Now step outside.”

“Very well, but please, Mr. Leone, we mustn’t take too long.” He takes his bag with him and the tools he was using. It’s not like I’m going to hurt her. Well not too much, but I’m sure she’s going to enjoy it. She might hate me, but she loves when I touch her. That’s something I’m sure of.

“It won’t be,” I answer without taking my eyes off the little deceptive morsel in front of me. Normally, I’d destroy anyone talking back to me, but the man is trying to keep me alive, so I give him the benefit. He closes the door behind him.

“Come here right now.”

“Sir, Mr.…. I…”

“I didn’t say speak. I said to fucking get your ass over here.”

“You’re bleeding.”

“I know. Courtesy of your father. Now strip out of your clothes.”

“What?”

“I said take your fucking clothes off. I want to search you for any other devices you might be hiding.”

“Mr. Leone, I’m not a cop. I swear it. Please, understand that I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“Ha, I’m supposed to trust you? The daughter of a cop, my enemy. I will not say it again.” I grip her top and tear it in two. She gasps, and so do I. Her large breasts spill out, bouncing freely. I go for her bottoms, but she swats my hand and does it herself. I wanted to spank her ass for that, but it instantly got her to do what I wanted. She stands completely naked, inches from me, so I back up to get a better look. My dick tents in my slacks as I stare at her porcelain skin.

She throws out her arms. “See nothing.” Quickly she covers her breasts with her hands. “Now, can I go home? I promise I have nothing to do with what happened to you. I just want to leave here and never come back.”

Gripping her forearms, I tug them down and shake my head. “Not anymore. There’s no going back.”

“I don’t understand.”

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