Page 13 of The Mafia King's Stolen Fiancée

“Um…I guess I just let…um…some people…get into my head.”

I ground my teeth together so I would snarl or curse a blue streak in case she thought my anger was directed at her. But fuck, I was gonna need to find a way to vent this fury soon. One that didn’t involve fucking Vivienne like a savage, taking the chance that I might hurt or scare her.

Reminding myself that Vivienne’s well-being was my priority, I focused on her in order to stomp back my desire to inflict pain.

“Those people have no place inside your head anymore,cara. But the more I know about your situation, the better I’ll know how to protect you. Will you tell me?”

Vivienne nodded, and I pulled her plate over in front of me, encouraging her to eat while everything spilled out of her.

By the time she finished, she appeared to be much more relaxed. Obviously getting all of it out of her system had given her some relief.

I was pretty much the exact opposite. It was taking a great deal of energy not to move Vivienne off my lap, grab my gun, and put Chet in the ground. Her parents and the in-laws were also on wafer-thin ice.

But I didn’t want to put the tension back on my angel’s shoulders, so I remained calm.

She sighed and slumped down, leaning against me as though she instinctively understood I would keep her safe. “I don’t know what I’m going to do now. I have to deal with this mess eventually?—”

I pressed a finger over her mouth to stop the flow of words. “You don’t have to do anything,cara. I will take care of it.”

Vivienne pulled away a little, looking up at me with a startled expression, likely reacting to the darkness in my tone. But then she seemed to shake the reaction off, probably convincingherself that she’d imagined it. I couldn't help wondering how she was going to take the truth of who I was when I finally told her.

She stole my attention from that worry when she shook her head, then tilted it to the side as she gave me a small smile. “That’s very sweet. But I can’t ask you to get involved. Chet and his parents…they might not be as wealthy as you, but they have connections in high places.”

I almost laughed at her worry, but I wasn’t ready to explain that my amusement stemmed from the fact that we had plenty of politicians, judges, cops, and other high-ranking officials at our disposal. Even if I made the decision to let the motherfucker live, Chet’s life as he knew it was about to be over. By the time I was done with him, he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere near politics or anyone of importance.

“Besides, you shouldn’t be saddled with a random stranger’s problems. I am so grateful for your help, but you’ve done enough. I promise I’ll figure out my next move today and go home to face the music.”

The idea of her leaving made my blood boil with anger…and I was shocked to find that I was a little frantic over the idea. I’d known the moment I looked into her blue pools that I wanted to keep her. But I hadn’t realized how deep she had gotten under my skin in the short amount of time we’d been together. Letting her go was not an option.

I cupped Vivienne’s plump cheeks and held her head still, making sure her eyes were locked with mine before I spoke.

“You’re not going anywhere, Vivienne.” My voice was threaded with steel, making it very clear that my words were not up for discussion. “I will take care of you.”

“Rafa, I can’t?—”

Her arguments were pointless, but I’d begun to see glimpses of a stubborn streak that I assumed had been buried under the weight of responsibility and emotional abuse. My eyes droppedto her plump lips as she protested, and I decided to try a different tactic to shut her pretty mouth.

Drawing her face closer, I bent my head and cut off whatever she’d been about to say by sealing my mouth over hers. A groan instantly rumbled in my chest as the feel of her velvety lips pressed against mine.

I ran the tip of my tongue along her seam, then grunted, “Fuck. So sweet.”

She grasped fistfuls of my shirt and leaned into the kiss, prompting me to use my thumbs to nudge her jaw down, opening her lips for me.

At the first taste of her mouth, my already hard cock swelled until it was fighting so hard to get out of my pants that I thought they might rip.

Vivienne’s round little ass was right on top of my groin, and she gasped when she felt the hard ridge beneath her. Then my hands traveled from her face to her shoulders and down to wrap around her torso, just below her tits, and she released a little moan. My thumbs gently teased the underside of her perky globes, and a shiver wracked her body.

I was close to losing control. If I didn’t stop, I was going to have her straddling me and my dick buried balls deep inside her tight little pussy before she was ready.

With a tortured groan, I tore my mouth away and rested my forehead against hers. She was panting softly, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the need to drive her to the point where she was practically suffocated with ecstasy and choked for every breath. The image of my hand collaring her throat while I slammed my dick into her over and over nearly broke me.

It wasn’t the right time, though. We’d only met last night, and I somehow knew that my angel needed a little more time before I claimed her body.

“I need to make a few phone calls,” I rasped. “Finish your breakfast, and I’ll give you a tour of the house when I’m done.”

Vivienne tilted her head back to look up at me, her cheeks a pretty shade of pink and her lips curled into a pleased smile. “I’d love that.”

“Bene. I’ll be back soon. Wait for me, and don’t wander off. Is that understood?”

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