Page 24 of Ruthless Oath

“You don’t even know what—”

“Don’t talk.” I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her harder than I had a few minutes ago.

She gripped my upper arm when I slipped my hand under her dress and to the edge of her panties.

“You think you can come here and seek my assistance in getting what you want from your daddy?” I slid my finger inside her panties. “Did you think it wouldn’t come at a price?”

“Don’t.” She pushed on my arm, trying to get me to remove my finger.

“Isn’t this why you came?” I pushed my finger inside her core. “Isn’t that why you brought me the cookies? So I would do this?”

She shook her head.

“What did I tell you about lying?” I shifted my hand, adding another finger. She clenched around me. Tight, hot, wet…making me lose my fucking mind.

She bit her lip, but if she was trying to suppress a moan, it didn’t work.

“We can be beneficial to one another.” Even if I did despise myself for thinking about fucking the enemy.

This would serve Gian right for sending his daughter here to provoke me and tempt me in ways that should be forbidden.

I shoved her with my solid form as I attacked her mouth. The more I played with her, the more aroused she became.

“You’re dripping for me.” I licked her lips. “I want to taste you. I need to see if you’re as sweet as you smell.”

Her breath caught in her throat, and her eyes narrowed with lust when I withdrew my fingers and smeared her juices across her lips.

“No…” she breathed out.

“Yes.” I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth and trailed my tongue across it. “You taste like sins I have no business committing.”

“Stop it!” She pushed my face from hers, stunning me enough for her to create some distance between us.

A feisty brat.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. If I didn’t get a hold of myself, she wouldn’t like how I chose to deal with her.

“Fighting me will only make me want you more.” I stalked toward her. “Are you sure you want to provoke me?”

“You don’t even like me. Why would you want to…”

When I laughed at her, she looked away from me. Did I humiliate her? Embarrass her?

“I don’t have to like you to fuck you.” I glanced at my watch. “I have a meeting in thirty minutes. Do you want to seal this deal?”

“You’re no better than…” Her lip trembled as if she was about to cry. I didn’t expect that. “What was I thinking?”

“I couldn’t tell you.” I wasn’t entirely sure what I was thinking, but I had to stop before she blew up my already chaotic life.

“You’re an asshole,” she said, quickly getting a hold of her emotions.

“I tried to tell you that.”

“It was a mistake to come here.”

“I’m not going to argue.”

“You’re all alike.” She retrieved her bag from the table. “You don’t care who you hurt—who you have to destroy to get what you want. Stupid alliances and power plays.”

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