Page 41 of The Naughty One
“You mean like if someone had tried to split them up before we got to finish what we set out to do? Like your slut mother?” Dacre enjoyed the dark rage in Gaius’face.
“Believe me, my mother and I are going to have a serious talk.God.” Gaius’ express was pure disgust. “How could she have slept with that Italian son of abitch?”
Dacre said nothing, just smirked. Gaius stared at him in dislike. “Yeah. You laugh, but it’s Romy’s mouth wrapped around his cocknow.”
Dacre growled and Gaius smirked. “Yeah, that sticks in your craw, doesn’tit?”
“Not for muchlonger.”
“Well, this time, stick to what we planned and we’ll get everything we everwanted.”
Dacre nodded, but said nothing. Gaius had been useful up to now, but there was no way Dacre would tell him what his real plan was. Something that would make Romy’s last moments on Earth a livinghell.
Chapter19
After three days,Beau discharged Romy, and Blue immediately whisked her onto his private jet and flew them both to Italy. As she stepped out into the mild Italian winter and felt the sun on her skin, Romy sighed happily. “Yeah, this is what I needed.” She smiled at Blue, who was loading their cases into the big hire car. She loved that rich as he was, Blue preferred to do things himself rather than hire astaff.
He drove them through the Tuscan countryside, past olive groves, vineyards and avenues of cypress trees until he pointed out a large villa on top of a hill. “There itis.”
Romy saw a terracotta-colored stone villa nestled into the hill and as they approached she sighed. “God, it’sbeautiful.”
“And ours,” Blue grinned at her surprise. “Merry Christmas,baby.”
Romy gaped at him. “Youboughtthisplace?”
Blue laughed. “Almost … I wanted you to have a say, so I’m holding off until you give the final say as to whether I sign the papers. But yeah. I wanted to surpriseyou.”
“You certainly didthat.”
At the villa, Blue dumped their cases in the lobby. Then, taking Romy’s hand, he walked her through the villa. Exposed brick, billowing white drapes, bookcases, hand-turned wooden furniture—the whole place was a romantic dream. Romy went from room to room, open-mouthed. “God, Blue, I thought these types of places only existed in themovies.”
“Youlike?”
“Ilove.”
Blue laughed, delighted. “Good. I’m glad you think so. Come see thekitchen.”
The kitchen was a vast open-plan room with an open fire as well as a state-of-the-art stove and range, and a huge wooden table, marked from years of use. Dried herbs hung from the walls, and there were three comfy couches at one end. “This is the heart of the house,” Romy said, “you can just tell this is where the people congregate, eat, drink, love. God, can you imagine our family here? Everyone bustling around, Mom taking over the cooking, Juno flopped on the one of thecouches.”
“Our kids running around.” Blue smiled as she looked up athim.
“Someday,hopefully.”
He kissed her softly, then as she responded, the kiss became fiercer before he broke away, breathless, studying her. “Do you feelokay?”
Romy nodded. In truth, the injury was still giving her headaches, but she wanted Blue so badly, she pushed aside any doubts. She pressed her body against him. “Take me to bed,Allende.”
Blue swept her into his arms and strode through the villa, grinning down at her. “I’m going to kiss every inch of you, prettygirl.”
Blue madelove to her tenderly, a little hesitantly, conscious that she wasn’t fully recovered. The bruises on her lovely face were a daily reminder of how close he had been to losing her and it gnawed away at his gut. Who attacked a doctor at the scene of an accident? Why the hell would Dacre Mortimer risk somuch?
Fucker.
When Romy fell asleep, Blue lay awake, his mind whirling with anger and love and confusion. He’d hired the security team—even, here, in Italy, they weren’t far away. He hadn’t wanted Romy to feel trapped so he’d kept that information to himself, but it reassured him that no one could get to them here. He could relax and Romy couldheal.
He eventually fell asleep and was awoken by soft kisses from Romy. He smiled without opening his eyes. “You taste so sweet,baby.”
He heard her throaty chuckle, then felt her move down the bed and take his cock into her mouth, running her tongue along the hard shaft and up to the sensitive tip. He gave a soft groan as his cock stiffened and quivered under her touch. He stroked her soft hair as she worked on him, then as he came, she gripped his hips tightly, and he came onto hertongue.
