Page 91 of Vicious Vows

“I’m serious. If you want us to work, you have to be honest with me.”

“Will you be honest with me?”

“As honest as I can be without compromising my business.” He grasped the side of my face. “There are some things I can’t share.”

“If it’s something I need to know, will you tell me?”

His lips formed a hard line as he stared into my eyes. “I’ll share as much as I can with you without putting you in danger. That’s the best I can do.”

“I can accept that.”

“I have another rule.”

“There’s a lot of rules.” I sighed.

“This one might be a little more difficult for you. You’re going to have to work at it, but it’s necessary.”

“I’ll do whatever you want.”

“No more impulsive actions,” he said. “I can’t tolerate that behavior anymore.”

I dropped my gaze and bit my lip. How could I promise such a thing?

“I’ll try,” I said. “That’s the best I can do.”

“Lissia?”

“Marchello, you said I couldn’t lie to you. If I tell you I won’t act on impulse, I would be lying.”

“You don’t understand.” He moved his fingers along the scar on my hip. “I love you too much to lose you. I’d go insane without you.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Your impulses are going to get you killed.”

“My impulses could keep me alive.”

“Right now, they’re more of a detriment, and that scares the shit out of me.” He tangled his fingers in my hair. “No more erratic behavior or I will make you my hostage again.”

“That’s not really a threat, you know?” I licked his lips. “The thought of being your captive makes my nipples ache and my pussy tingle.”

“Damn, woman.” He raised me up and eased me onto his hard shaft. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Mmm…” I rocked into him, riding him until he was deep inside me.

“But what a way to go.”

* * *

I clearedthe kitchen table of the breakfast plates as Marchello checked his phone. After the bathtub sex, we had gone back to bed for a little while. I hadn’t fallen asleep, but being in his arms helped relax me.

“Thank you for making me breakfast.” I kissed his cheek as I reached over to get the syrup bottle. “The blueberry pancakes were incredible.”

“I’m glad we got to spend time together this morning.” He wrapped his arm around my waist. “I enjoyed it.”

“Me too.”

“I’ll order dinner for Thanksgiving,” he said.

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