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I smirk at her.

“And you make me hard, baby. So fucking hard.”

Leaning my head down, I press my lips to hers, and she bites my bottom lip. I groan in pleasure, not pain, which I’m sure wasn’t her goal, as I force my tongue into her mouth while I fuck her. Bella reaches up and smacks the side of my head with the chain, but I don’t care. When she runs her fingers into my hair and pulls the strands, while kissing me back angrily, it’s all worth it. This woman is everything I want her to be. The fight in her is intoxicating. Even the way she fights for control with our kiss.

Sliding my hand into her hair, I pull as hard as she pulls mine, as I speed up my thrusts, fucking her like I hate her as much as she hates me. I don’t hate her. How can you possibly dislike something so beautiful? Something that feels like this? Impossible.

I pull back from our kiss, we’re both breathing heavily, and that same beautiful glare remains focused on me.

“Good girl. Hate me while you come all over my cock.”

She’s fighting so hard to not orgasm, but I know the struggle is over, when her pussy clenches down on my length like it never wants to let me go. I pinch her nipple, and she cries out as she loses the battle, and gives in to me, pulling my orgasm from me instantly. I fill her with my cum and she nearly chants, “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”

I chuckle, because it’s herself she hates most.

Kissing her neck, I groan just below her ear.

“I have to go see my brother. I’ll be back.”

Climbing off her, I stare at her for a long moment, simply enjoying the view.

“Maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll kill you.”

I start getting dressed as I laugh at her. Bones will be pissed, but he’s still my brother. Unfortunately for her, he would never take out one of his own family. Knock me on my ass? Maybe. Probably, but he’d never end my life.

“Are you really just going to leave me naked all the time?”

I nod slowly, as I pocket my knife, so I don’t come back to any unpleasant surprises, like my own fucking knife in my back.

“I do prefer you that way, baby, but if you could learn to behave, I wouldn’t feel the need to keep you naked and chained up. Something for you to think about. In fact, if I could trust you to not pull stupid shit, we wouldn’t have to be inside all the time.”

Leaning over her, I kiss her quickly before turning and leaving her, to go deal with my annoying brother.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Bones asks, with his gaze narrowed at me.

I shrug.

“I guess I wasn’t.”

Bones sits behind his dark-colored desk, looking like he wants to strangle me, as I sit on the other side fucking with the Newton’s Cradle in front of me. I hit one ball against the other, like I don’t have a care in the world, and it only pisses him off more.

“Goddamn it, Nico. You started a mafia war over a parking spot. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

I sigh audibly, because it only took five seconds of his barrage before I was done and checked out of the conversation. I can count on one hand the number of times any of my brothers have called me Nico. That’s how I know exactly how furious he is, but I don’t really care. He will get over it. Eventually.

“I was upset, alright? And it was my parking spot. He knew that, and parked there anyway. I’m not going to roll over and play dead, because you have a wife and kid on the way.”

He rubs his temples and takes a deep breath.

“What were you so upset about?”

I laugh uncomfortably.

“Living dead girl.”

Bones arches an eyebrow.

“I assume she’s dead now?”

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