Page 20 of Stolen Tutor

At first he was furious, but then there was a hint of a smirk, like it was something he wanted. Doubt flooded my chest as they were playing me. Either way that wouldn’t work for them because I couldn’t be played and I always get what I want. My sweet Lucy will be bending for me in due time. For now, I’ll play the long game, watching and waiting, testing her.

Stepping into the kitchen, I find the two beautiful creatures lovely and bubbly as I did the day before. “Good morning, my sweet girl and Ms. Masters.”

“Good morning, Uncle Nico. Do you want some blueberry pancakes?”

“No, you can have them all, my precious little one.” I turn my attention to Lucy, stepping up behind her. With my hand pressed on the counter and the other on the back of her chair, I lean in and add, “You eat as well. I’m sure you’re going to have your hands full with lessons today.” My voice is laden with intent and her body reacts just as I hoped. Her sexy thighs clench together, pulse quickens, and her chest rises and falls with a little more flair. Stepping back pleased with my success, I excuse myself.

“I’ll be back later this afternoon. Don’t leave the house, but have fun girls.”

Adjusting my suit, I walk out of the kitchen without looking back at her fine ass. As much as I want her naked and in my bed, I don’t want her thinking she has me wrapped around her finger because that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

Vittorio and I ran through our business in the city before coming back to the house around four. Although I didn’t have any hiccups to piss me off, I felt tension radiating off me. The second I entered the house, it all faded, and I knew why which infuriated me. This couldn’t be happening. What I want from her is simple and nothing more, right?

“She’s in her room,” Mateo answers the unanswered question. Since Anna’s been with me they know I always want to be assured of her safety.

“Okay. Did anything happen that I should be made aware of?”

He shakes his head, thinking to himself. “Nothing.”

“I’ll check on her.” I take the stairs at a steady pace, but I don’t run. I look at my watch again, wondering why they’re in there at this hour. It could be nothing, but I head up there anyway to see for myself.

When I knock on the door, I’m surprised to have Soto open the door, scowling. “What’s going on, Soto?”

“Nothing. They’re playing fashion show?” She rolls her eyes like it’s terrible for them to have fun. “You can go take a break for the rest of the day. I’ll be here to watch her as well as Mateo will be around should I require assistance.”

“Fine.”

I raise my brow. “Sorry, yes, Boss.”

I nudge the door open with a little more irritation than I had a minute earlier until I step inside the room to my find my niece dressed in a pink and purple tutu with a matching top and silver crown and fuzzy scarf. It’s adorable and my mood immediately sweetens.

“Uncle Nico,” she squeals. “You’re just in time.”

“In time?” I questioned, tilting my head. From the strewn about clothes, you’d think I’d came to the end of the show.

“Yes, I got Aunt Lucy to put on a pretty dress and crown too.” Just then Lucy steps out of the closet and I nearly fucking fall out.

She’s wearing a pink sundress that should be illegal because it’s so fucking innocent and on her, it screams, “Fuck me, Sir.”

Add to the ensemble is a hint of pink cheeks flush with embarrassment. “Get together, girls. I want to get a picture.”

“Yay,” Anna bounces up and down sending her curls to fly around. I lift my gaze back to my future wife and think about how cute our babies will be.

“Okay, girls, give me your best runway looks.” They get close and pose as I snap a couple dozen shots on my phone. One I get strictly of Lucy, pouting at the camera that stirs my dick painfully. Later I’ll make sure to set it as my background. “That’s good. I think I got some nice photos.”

“Can I see? Can I see?” Anna asks, jumping and clawing at my arm with excitement. I move close to Lucy and start scrolling through the images for Anna.

Leaning in close to Lucy, I whisper, “You’re going to make a wonderful mother.”

“Yes, once I’m free of my servitude and find a good father for them.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” I close the photo gallery and then turn my attention back to my niece. “I need to work in my office, so you be a good girl and we’ll hang out after dinner.”

“Okay. Thank you for coming to the fashion show.”

“I’m glad I didn’t miss it. It was the best one of the year.” I wink and then walk out of the room. Stopping right outside the closed bedroom door, I release a harsh breath and then continue heading down the stairs to my office. There is just too much work to do to be concerned about my reaction to Lucy.

Chapter Eight

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