Page 42 of Black Widow's Kiss

“Good,” he said before turning to a surprised Lorenzo. “You were at our wedding, weren’t you? You’re one of the brothers?” Kuroi looked at me. “I have so many now. It’s hard to keep track.”

“Yeah. I was at the wedding. Lorenzo,” he said offering him his hand with an all too friendly smile.

Seeing Lorenzo’s smile and the way Kuroi looked back at him, made me want to jump across the desk and rip my brother’s throat out.

“Kuroi. Charmed,” he said flirting with my brother.

“Seriously, Kuroi, what are you doing here?” I said demanding my flirtatious husband’s attention back on me before someone got hurt.

“I told you…” he said playfully.

“And I told you.”

“Yet, here we are,” he said before taking the far seat next to the window. “Please, don’t let me interrupt. I just want to see my man in action.”

He had to know this was pissing me off, right? He had intentionally disobeyed my order. He had to know that I would punish him for this. Or, maybe that was the point.

My growing cock flinched thinking about what I would do to him when we got home. One, he had come here without my permission. And he had done it unannounced. That was two. Unfortunately he wasn’t wearing a dress or makeup that I could see, so I couldn’t punish him for that.

The suit he wore appeared to be a woman’s suit, but damn did he look good in it. Grey pinstriped, button-less jacketattached at the breast, with the sleeves rolled up. And a collarless white blouse with the chest cut out. If my brother wasn’t here, I would fuck him just for coming here looking like that.

“I, ahh, should go,” Lorenzo volunteered.

“No, please, stay. Pretend I’m not here.”

Lorenzo looked at me for what to do. I wasn’t sure. He was my husband but he was also Sato’s son. At the same time, I didn’t get the sense that Sato gave him much of a reason for loyalty. Still, fathers have a way of getting into your head.

“Let’s just pretend he’s not there. I’m sure he’ll sit there quietly,” I said looking at him.

“Like a mouse,” Kuroi said pleased.

Lorenzo looked at me questioning if I was sure.

“Anyway, as I was saying. We can’t jump to any conclusions about who is trying to kill me,” I said for Kuroi’s benefit.

“Someone’s trying to kill you?” Kuroi said suddenly sitting up. “Who?”

Lorenzo looked at me and laughed.

“We’re trying to eliminate the suspects,” I explained.

“Who’s on the list?”

Lorenzo jumped in. “Well, the first person on the list is you.”

“Doesn’t make sense. If I wanted to kill him, he would be dead by now. Who else?”

Lorenzo looked at me questioningly. I took over.

“Sato is another.”

“Possible. But the most likely person he would send to do it would be me and again, you’re not already dead. Next.”

“How do we know you’re not playing the long game?” Lorenzo questioned.

“Dante, Honey,” he said playfully, “have you not told him how impatient I am?”

“No, Honey, I haven’t mentioned anything about you because I keep my business and private life separate,” I said through my clenched jaw.

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