Page 117 of Deadly Vows

I move quietly across the room, desperate to hear more of that sound. It’s soft and delicate, and the echo of the bathroom makes it sound even more ethereal as I approach. The closer I get, the more I realize that it’s humming. And I recognize the song instantly. It’s the song she was playing the first time I ever met her in person.

Her soft breaths in between cause chills to form over my arms as I take in the lovely melody pouring from her lips. I never knew Elise could sing. Her talents in the past made me feel threatened. I felt that they existed purely to pull me in—that they were honed by her father to lull me deeper into the beauty and grace of his daughter, only to strike when I wasn’t expecting it. As a result, I never bothered trying to figure out what else she could do.

Irritation at myself grows as I think of how many things I don’t know about Elise because I kept her at an arm’s length. I am desperate to learn more and have no time to do it.

I quietly push the cracked door open a little wider to see her sitting in the tub, her eyes closed as she leans back, humming the song.

The heat from the water causes her skin to flush across her cheeks, shoulders, and on top of her breasts, which are barely visible above the water. Blood instantly rushes to my cock, and my pants feel uncomfortably tight as I take her in. I am lost in the haze she created just by existing as I open the door wider, pulling her attention. She looks at me wide-eyed, sitting up slightly in the tub.

“Luca—ah!”

I’m in the water with her before she can finish her sentence, the sound of it splattering covering up her shocked moan as my lips cover hers. Her lips are soft, and she instantly melts into me as my hands roam over her body, feeling every curve before settling on her breasts.

My thumb rubs her nipple gently, and she shudders against me as she pulls in a sharp breath, her skin beading beneath my touch.

She’s always been so responsive to my touch, and this time is no different as I lower my other hand between her legs. I push my tongue into her mouth, tangling it with her own, and the heat from the water intensifies the strain of my cock against my pants as the ache slowly shifts to a throb when I feel her wet between her folds.

She releases a moan as I brush against her clit, rubbing rhythmically as I know to do. Her legs shift higher in the tub, spreading slightly as I slip a finger inside of her.

“Ah!” she moans, her inner walls spasming around my finger. I slowly pull it out, adding another when I push back in, and her hands fly from the water, gripping my shoulders as she moans.

My fingers pump rhythmically in and out of her, forcing her moans to echo off the walls. I feel her tightening around me, her cries shifting to pants as she grows closer to her release. And just when I know she is about to go over, I pull out of her.

I bite back my laugh at the flustered groan that escapes her lips, but I have her out of the water before she can complain any further. I don’t care that my clothes are wet as I move us to the wall, holding her against it. As her legs wrap around my waist, the heat from her sex rubs against my cock behind the fabric, and I can’t take it anymore.

I quickly free myself from the irritating restraints of my clothes, thrusting into her. I almost cum immediately as her inner walls grip me so tight, slick with her arousal and even hotter from the heat of the bath. I groan, my lips finding her throat as I pull out, thrusting back in to jar her against the wall.

She moans, her fingers finding the hem of my shirt as she drags it over my head, tossing it to the side. I immediately find her throat again, pulling her flesh between my teeth as I thrust. Each thrust is accompanied by her moans and the deep dig of her nails into my back. It sends waves of heat through me, intensifying my pleasure. Her heels dig into my lower back as my thrusts grow more fervent, and I feel myself growing close.

But Elise tenses in my arms, her inner walls spasming around me. The consistent pulse is so intense that it forces me to go over the edge along with her. My cock throbs in pleasure, as I release inside of her, burying myself deep as my groans mingle with her cries of pleasure.

And as her body grows limp in my arms, and I pull away, looking at the flush of her skin, and the soft glaze of pleasure in her eyes, my arousal once again comes at me full force as I lift her off the wall to carry her to the bedroom.

I gently lower her onto the bed, enjoying how her eyes search my face, as she reaches up to push my hair away. Her touch is soft and hesitant. But she does it anyway. And as I thrust her mouth opens in pleasure, he eyes fluttering as she moans.

“I fucking love you,” I murmur.

I lower my lips to hers before she can respond, so that I can spend one last night of bliss with my wife.

“There are eight agents total if you count the two that run it. The two in charge are hardly in one place. It will be easy to infiltrate since it is off-grid, but getting to the guy in charge will be the difficult part,” Romelo says.

“It needs to be a small team, then—just the three of us. I don’t just want them dead. I want to fuck them over before I do it. I want all the information possible,” I say.

Romelo, Nicolai, and I have been on a call for the past hour to plan and execute our remaining enemies. Chatter has been quiet involving the Pasquino family, and the surrounding threats have lowered as a result. Once we pull this off, no one will dare touch our name again. Everyone will understand that my inheriting my father’s position prematurely was never an opportunity for them to screw us.

Once we put this plan in motion, it’s going to be a bitch to execute. Time is a luxury we do not have. Hiding means not being able to do business. With each passing day, I’m losing money.

“So we kill this guy, then what? Our lives suddenly go back to normal?” Nicolai asks.

“More or less. These people have been working under the table with Ariana and her husband. They’ll cover up their existence rather than let the truth out. And we’ll have them by the balls because of it,” I say.

“How soon?” Romelo asks.

I shift my attention to the window as Elise walks past. She’s glowing—her skin, hair, and even her cheeks have a soft glow tothem. We spent most of the night making love, and I can still feel her in my arms as if we never stopped.

“I’ll be on the first flight out tonight,” I say.

“See you then, Boss.”

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