Page 81 of Worth the Heat
Fernando smiles easily, leaning back into the chair. Maria stillpouts next to him, her eyes shooting daggers at Isabella. “Ah, Sebastian. You’re so easy to rile up.”
“I don’t appreciate Isabella being part of this. If I start aggravating your wife, don’t you think it would make you fly off the handle a little faster?”
Fernando frowns, but shrugs with his hands up in a defensive stance. “Maria can fight for herself. I didn’t marry a pussy.”
“I’m not a pussy,” Isabella murmurs quietly.
“No, you aren’t,” I respond. I can see the worry on her face. The confusion over why Fernando brought us here if he already knew she was innocent. The fear that we may not get out of here unscathed. Turning back to Fernando, I decide to nip this in the bud. “Now you know Isabella is innocent. I’m the same man I’ve always been. We would like to leave.”
“Now, now, why rush out so quickly?” Fernando purrs, his eyes on Isabella. “Surely we can have a drink. Stay for dinner. Let’s get to know each other better.”
This motherfucker. “Fernando.”
“Hmm?” he replies, his eyes dragging slowly down Isabella’s body, and she folds herself closer to me.
“I don’t fucking share.”
“What?”
“Stop looking at my wife!” I shout, making Fernando smile wickedly.
“She isn’t your wife yet.”
I scoff. “It’s a fucking technicality and you know it. So any plans you have of potentially seducing Isabella are out of the question.”
Fernando looks at her, his brows raised in question. “Shouldn’t the woman be allowed to speak for herself?”
Maria glowers at us, her bottom lip sticking out in a pout. I’d think it was adorable if Isabella did it, but on Maria, it makes her look immature, haughty, and a downright bitch. But I’m proud ofmy girl, who doesn’t shrink back from Maria’s intense gaze. “I have no interest in swapping.”
Fernando sighs. “Worth a shot. We never have women to the compound. I’ve run out of options for myself.”
“Then stop fucking the help, because they inevitably fall in love with you, and then I have to kill them!” Maria snaps. Fernando smiles sheepishly as he drags Maria into his lap. She swivels to straddle him, and we’re suddenly getting our own live porno. Their kisses are completely disgusting, with way too much tongue and spittle. Isabella looks appalled.
“Fix your face,” I murmur as quietly as possible. She immediately schools her expression. This is undoubtedly just another test we have to pass.
“Make them leave, Nando,” Maria says as she peppers kisses across his jaw. “If I can’t fuck him, then either shoot them or let them go.”
“Jesus Christ,” I mutter, rubbing a hand across my forehead. “I vote for the latter.”
Fernando only has eyes for Maria. “Of course, my darling. And then you’ll do the thing?”
She bats her eyes at him. “Does Daddy want me to eat his ass?”
Isabella makes a small choking sound, and Maria glares over her shoulder. Looking back at Fernando, she waits for his reply.
“Yes, my love. As soon as they leave.”
We all stand, zeroing in on the impressive erection Fernando sports under his silk pajamas. He makes no effort to adjust himself or hide the erection, choosing instead to proudly stride through the house. He is the quintessential definition of a man who peacocks.
As we arrive at the door, Fernando surprises all of us when he yanks Isabella into his arms and plants a desperate kiss on her lips. I’m so shocked it takes me a few seconds to get my body tocooperate, and as I watch him force his tongue into Isabella’s mouth, I step forward to push him away. At the same time, Fernando makes a muffled sound, stepping away from Isabella while holding his mouth, and I see blood on his lip.
God, I love this woman. She bit a fucking drug lord.
“You should know better than to kiss a woman without asking for her consent first,” Isabella says hotly. She’s absolutely fuming, and she has every right to be. If I didn’t think I’d be shot on the spot, I’d deck Fernando right now.
Fernando chuckles. “Can’t blame a guy for trying. Although now that I know you’re a biter, I’m glad we won’t be sharing a bed tonight.”
I step closer to Fernando, lowering my voice. “Up until this point, I’ve played your games. I’ve respected our history, as well as your family. But you’ve crossed one hell of a line, Fernando. I will not allow you to assault Isabella again. If you do, there will be consequences.”
