Page 135 of Heart of a Villain

He bent her back toward him and clasped a large hand over her mouth as she came, shuddering, with him embedded deep inside her. As she faded from her orgasmic high, he resumed his thrusts and gripped her chin to turn her head.

Lorenzo was watching them.

Adrían’s voice sounded near her ear. “Do me a favor, querida. Look afraid. Look scared. Look like you couldn’t say no to this dick even if you wanted to.”

She did as he asked, her eyes wide and her mouth trembling as Adrían groaned and came inside her. It seemed to go on forever, his dick jerking at her entrance. Then he lowered, licked her shoulder, and raised his head in a way that let her know he was looking at Lorenzo, taunting him.

Lorenzo stormed off.

Adrían eased her toward him until her back touched his chest, wrapped his arms around her, buried his nose in her hair, and sighed.

“You were never going to lose me,” she said, stroking his fingers. “And I’m never going to lose you. There’s no mountain high enough or a valley low enough to keep me from getting back to you.”

“I know that song,” he said, his voice muffled by her hair. “I see I’m the poet in this relationship.”

Reluctantly, they pulled apart. When she didn’t feel anything trickle down her legs, she turned to find that he’d slipped on a condom.

“Nothing’s happened since I’ve been here,” she explained. “No one’s touched me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Are you afraid of catching something?”

He frowned.

Then, he looked down.

“This is not for that,” he said, slipping off the sheath, which he’d filled to capacity. “This is so you don’t spend the rest of the evening with my cum dripping down your thighs.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, ‘Oh.’”

She rolled her eyes, smiling.

“I’m glad to see that, though.” He pointed to her face. “My smile is still there, still intact.”

“How long have you been here?”

“I arrived yesterday.”

She fixed her dress and grabbed a few napkins to “clean up” as best as she could before pulling up her panties. She would clean up the rest of the way after a quick stop in the bathroom.

“What’s the next step?” she asked. “I memorized the grounds the last time I was here. We can sneak out.”

“Not before they die.” Now fully dressed, he crouched to examine her clothing. “You will be safe, but I intend to kill Lorenzo. If Chefe or his wife becomes an issue, they die, too. And Alessandra. I will burn this entire fucking structure to the ground.”

She didn’t protest.

It was a shitty move, but Alessandra was fully aware of what went on inside Chamas. If Alessandra got in the way of her escape, then she would go lights out as well.

“So what’s the deal with switching out the meal?” she continued. “The carne won’t be hard to make. We do have some beef that’s been seasoned and is good to go.”

“The meal is the next step. I have an extra ingredient I need for you to add.”

“What’s that?”

He stood. “Rafael.”

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