He is in control. The puppeteer of something very dangerous.
And somehow, I am now front and centre in it.
“It would seem you have found yourself in my world. The deal is simple, we continue whatever this little encounter is.” He points his finger back and forth between us. “On the outside we are a doting couple, falling head over heels in love. You will smile, laugh, and worship the ground I walk on. You’ll feed Levi the information I want you to give him, and in return I’ll protect you and your loved ones.”
“And behind closed doors?” I ask stupidly, my heart already starting to beat wildly. His black obsidian eyes fill with something.
“Behind closed doors, I will do what I want with your body, I will fuck you until you see stars, I will give you the greatest pleasure you have ever experienced.”
My mouth is hanging open; who the fuck does this guy think he is?
“I bet you can’t even find my G spot.”
He grins. “Your pleasure is mine, and mine alone. Do you understand me, Layla?”
“So, you expect me to put my life, my grandfather’s and Katy’s lives, in your hands? And in return I get great sex.”
He smirks, the arrogant twat.
“No, thanks.” I shrug.
“Stop the car,” Luca commands, and his driver pulls up to the kerb. “Get out.”
Shit.
I’ve pushed him too far. My stupid goddamn mouth.
The driver steps out and shuts the door behind him, leaving us alone.
Wait, what? I go to open my mouth, but the words are lost on the tip of my tongue.
Luca gets onto his knees in the custom Mercedes and looks up at me, a wicked smile on his face. He looks so handsome. His eyes darken.
Uh-oh.
“Less than thirty minutes ago, you were begging me to fuck you.” I squeeze my legs together in apprehension as I stare mute, waiting for his next move. He grasps my ankle and starts running his hands deftly up my smooth legs. “You’re like a drug. Why are you playing stubborn now all of a sudden?” He inches closer and my chest heaves as I try to control my rapid breath. “You’re desperate to feel me inside you.”
That is the one thing I want.
No, that’s not true. I want my life back.
I’d rather not be caught in the crossfire of whatever the hell is going on in the underworld of London.
He tilts his head.
I could stop this; I should stop this.
But I do want him, and he can keep us safe. Although I don’t know him, not really, I trust him over Levi and, regardless of how Luca wants to spin this, he needs me.
Whatever he’s plotting, I’m now a vital piece to throw off Levi. While I’m useful, I’m safe, as are Grandad and Katy.
I glance out to see where his driver has gone.
“Eyes on me, sunshine,” he demands, and I obey. “Relax.” He places a kiss on my knee and licks a path from where his lips touched my skin all the way up my inner thigh.
“Fuck,” I mutter, completely entranced watching him track closer and closer to my apex. His eyes never leaving mine. The dress stops him from going farther and he pushes the material out of his way. I lift myself up and it bunches around my waist.
I’m completely on show to him, my lace thong soaked.