Page 106 of Heartless Sinner

I’m not broken anymore.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Micah

I press my mouth to Scarlett’s mouth, kissing her harder. Finally I have what I need to satisfy that hunger for her.

She’s truly mine now.My wife.Mine, not just for now or the remainder of a contract. Scarlett Delarosa is mine forever.

The mere thought pumps adrenaline through my veins, through my heart, through my soul. It shoves away the worries about Anton and all the shit that’s been on my mind to the back of the beyond, so I can feel her, enjoy her.

I lace my finger through her hair, cupping the back of her head while I fuck her sweet pussy, pounding into her so she’ll always remember tonight.

I want her to remember the good parts about us. How we feel together. How we fit together. Everything we said to each other.

Scarlett moans and I kiss her greedily, then her muscles squeeze around my cock as she comes. I watch the pleasure of her orgasm play across her beautiful face like a possessive caress.

She moans louder, like she’s savoring every ounce of her orgasm, and my cock is harder for hearing and watching her unravelling in my arms.

The walls of her pussy throb harder around my length, clamping and squeezing until I lose control, and fuck, I explode, her cunt taking everything from me.

But I’m not done with her yet. I’m only just getting started.

I pick her up and carry her to bed, where I finish taking off her clothes and mine, then I position her on her hands and knees in front of the mirror across from the bed so we can see each other. Just like that first night at the hotel.

I renew the memory, and there, I devour my beautiful wife all night.

In my head, I keep hearing her telling me she loves me and she’ll stay with me forever. I’m so glad I finally told her what I wanted. And look at us. It’s as if we’ve never lived our lives without each other.

Just before sunrise, I watch her fall asleep. She lies still in my arms, resting against my chest. As she closes her eyes, the spell that helped me forget the world breaks and reality pours back in.

Despite the bigger things I have to worry about, the first thought to hit me is Eloise, her audacity and utter disrespect.

I saw the whole video she played of Scarlett in rehab. I stood at the entrance to the hall with my father and cousins.

I’d promised Scarlett I’d join her after our meeting. My father and cousins decided to come along to donate. We didn’t think we’d be walking into an ambush.

I’ve seen Eloise do some cruel, bitchy shit in my time, but nothing has ever been as bad as last night. She fucking investigated Scarlett, and she was even bold enough to announce it.

I was already aware there were recordings of Scarlett’s therapy sessions, but I was respectful enough not to cross thatline. Eloise, on the other hand, thought she should broadcast it at a charity event designed to uplift women who are struggling. What a juxtaposition of shit.

Eloise was way worse than all the assholes put together in the movieCarrie. What was worse is, we’re all adults, but what she did was the sort of fucked up bullshit you’d get in high school.

I’m about to become the don of the family and the alliances we have, which includes her and her father, but she thought she could embarrass my wife in front of everyone and get away with it. She won’t. Last night’s apology wasn’t enough.

The reason Eloise thought she’d get away with what she did, or that it was okay, was because of the length of time she’s known my family. That’s not going to stop me from making sure she receives a more fitting punishment.

I may have come to Scarlett’s rescue, but the damage is done.

People talk. No matter how much sympathy they may show a person, they still talk behind their backs. I never wanted Scarlett to be subjected to anything like that.

I guess, though, Eloise is perhaps the least of my worries.

Today is the fourth day since I’ve known about Anton’s presence in New York, and I’m still a sitting duck. Nothing has happened since Estes broke into the vault.

The incident opened my eyes to a number of things. First, Anton working with Marcus means he’s tried to find an ally who’s strong enough to reach me. The second and most worrying is, the two of them are now working with one of my men.

Brahm and I now think it’s one of the enforcers, but since our team members all have high-level clearance, all we can do is observe them and watch their movements to figure out who the spy is. In this heightened situation, we can’t dismiss all of them for investigation without leaving ourselves open for attack then in a weakened position to strike back.

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