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I was thrown by how lightheaded I felt, almost as if I was floating. I was certain I was too exhausted for another climax. I was wrong. This one was even more powerful than when he’d been licking me. When I emitted a slight shriek, he captured my mouth to keep me from awakening my son.

His tongue fit perfectly into my mouth, our lips firmly locked together. He pulled one of my arms over my head then the other, finally intertwining our fingers. I’d never felt this close to anyone when having sex.

The thought was wonderful yet terrifying. It was as if I was letting my guard down too soon with the man. I wanted to keep reminding myself everything about this and us was wrong, but with nothing seeming real, it just didn’t matter.

The man was insatiable, fucking me as if this would never happen again. There was such a sense of need between us, a desire that I’d never felt.

It was wonderful, leaving me sated and in awe.

As I drifted down from pure ecstasy, he finally allowed himself to let go. With three brutal pumps deep inside, he released, filling me with his seed.

I had no way of knowing what I wanted or where this would go, but a small part of me felt as if I’d just dropped straight into the fires of hell.

I’d promised myself this would only be an arrangement. Yet it felt very real.

That would continue keeping me on edge and in fear.

Not for my life, but for my heart.

* * *

Alejandro

“What did you say?” When Gio had texted me that he’d needed to see me right away, I’d immediately grabbed a weapon. Having a child in the house, I’d been forced to lock it away immediately. Another reason I’d purchased the home had been the in-house security that couldn’t be seen by the naked eye.

The previous owner had installed two safes and a room that could only be accessed by a special button located in what had been the man’s office. It was tiny, but perfect to hold as many weapons as I felt necessary. I’d yet to tell Carmella about the special features. She was dealing with enough, finally acting as if she could trust me.

“You heard me, boss. A heist. I’m sorry to interrupt, but Drago called. The fucker was none too happy to do so, but he did what he’d been told to do.”

“Don Lupini’s shipment headed to the port,” I stated. I’d been told of the upcoming activities in brief format. There was still no trust between the two groups, but I needed to be kept abreast of all activity. In turn, I kept a few of my soldiers up to speed in case additional men were needed.

“How bad?”

“Pretty bad. It appeared Don Lupini had a prearranged buyer they’d worked with before. There’d been no threats, no indication the truck would be hit. They were surrounded by three vehicles and the truck was blown to bits. Two men were killed instantly, but one hung on providing a limited description. Nothing that provided any real shit. The explosion didn’t do it. They were shot. You can imagine the aftermath. His men barely got to the scene before all hell broke loose. The only saving grace was they’d headed through a part of Brooklyn cops don’t like to go to in the middle of the night.”

Gio was close to panting.

“The merchandise?”

“Taken, or at least most of it. Whoever it was knew how to make the hit without destroying everything inside. I have no fucking clue how that happened considering there was live ammunition inside.”

I took a deep breath. The operation sounded like something the military had perfected.

“They have a leak a mile wide,” I told him. Or…

We did.

My thoughts drifted to Marco. While it was apparent he’d been tasked to provide one scrap of information, that didn’t mean one or more of my men hadn’t been approached and offered large sums of money in exchange for a single act of betrayal.

“That’s what I was thinking. What do you want to do?”

I thought about the best course of action. “I take it no one has come forth to claim responsibility.”

“Nope.”

“Why did Drago bother calling?”

“He was told to. He’s taking orders from you.”

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