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He snorted.“Believe me when I say watching you pee doesn’t make me want to jerk off.”

“It’s good to know you’re not completely vile.”

His eyes narrowed.“Not every member of the mafia is a sadistic fuck.”

I pulled up my panties and leggings, then flushed the toilet.“Really?”I asked sweetly.“Says who?”

“Says me,” he growled before he stalked forward, then turned on the tap for me to wash my hands.

I squirted some liquid soap into my hands, then slowly washed off the bubbles.“Then perhaps you’ll show me that nice side by letting me go?”

His dark chuckle reverted around the small bathroom with its off-white walls and pearly-white tiles.“My inner goodness only extends so far.You’re stuck here with me for the foreseeable future.”

Chapter Nine

Evander

Iabsently checkedmy hands as Gemma washed hers.My fingers and palms were well cleaned, with no visible signs revealing my true self.I’d slung my jacket and shirt over a hook on my door, slipping them back on before entering my bedroom with Gemma in it.

How many times had I been tempted to enter the bedroom and kiss her protests from her lips before I kissed other parts of her delectable body?I’d been doing everything possible to ignore my raging hard-on for most of the night, distracting myself with other pastimes.

It hadn’t worked particularly well.

My cell abruptly rang and I pulled it from my jacket pocket, biting back an expletive when I glanced at the screen and saw the caller ID.

“Don’t move,” I growled at Gemma, before I shut the bathroom door and leaned against it, effectively locking her in as I greeted my Don.“Ethan.”

“Evander,” he replied in return.“Where are you?

“My cabin,” I said.

“Really?That’s a surprise.You haven’t been there for some time.”

“I haven’t felt the need,” I conceded.“What is this all about?”

“I guess you haven’t heard the latest?”

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