Page 45 of Dark Masquerade
David smiled. “That sounds easy, Mr. Navaro, and I thank you, but we have to deal with so much more here. Any supplies are usually stolen by insurgents and our people killed.”
“There must be something I can do?”
“Any help is, of course, welcomed, but the best thing you could do for us is to bring Constanza down.”
Elli drew in a breath. “David …I would ask you to go on record, but I fear for your well-being if you do. So we’ll bring him down some other way. We know he’s a murderer. We have video of the last murder he committed—that wethinkhe committed.”
“Weknow,” Indio said shortly, and Elli nodded. She sighed and patted David’s hand. “You are a hero, David. A hero. We will bring Constanza to justice and then we’ll come back to do what we can to help.”
***
Back in Paris the next day, they spent the next few days strategizing. “We have to take that video to the police.”
Elli shook her head. “We cannot prove it was him in the video, nor that he wasn’t sent the video as some kind of blackmail. He’s already told everyone who will listen that you killed Yvetta. We don’t have enough, Indio—not without putting lives at risk.”
“We could do an anonymous expose?”
“Been there, done that, and it still didn’t work. He deflected that article easily. And he’ll know it’s us.” Elli sighed and sat back. Her back ached from being hunched over the table. Indio massaged her shoulders, and she smiled gratefully at him. “I hate to say this, Indio, but I think I’m going to have to play nice with him a little while longer.”
Indio’s fingers tightened on her shoulders for a moment, then relaxed as he nodded. “God, I hate to agree, but …” He looked at her unhappily. “I wish this were over.”
“Me too, baby. Look, let’s enjoy these few days together before all hell breaks loose. Let’s make the rest of the world go away.”
Indio kissed her passionately. “Good idea.” He drew her to him and began to unbutton her blouse, taking his time to kiss every inch of exposed skin gently. Elli lay back on the couch as he stripped first her and then himself and went into her outstretched arms. Elli hooked her legs around him, drinking him in and gasping as he entered her. “You’re so wet, baby.”
“Always with you. God, you’re so big …”
Indio grinned, thrusting his huge cock deep inside her. “You make me big,il mia amore…all this is foryou…” He thrust harder and she moaned, sinking her fingernails into his buttocks, wanting him to go deeper and deeper, until he was balls-deep inside her.
“Indio …Indio …”
He pinned her hands above her and she chuckled as he grinned. “All mine.”
He fucked her hard, barely letting her catch her breath after she came before his mouth found her cunt, his tongue delving deep inside her and lashing around her clit. “You taste like honey.”
Elli was almost delirious with pleasure as she came again and again, his mouth and his cock reaming into her, on the couch, the floor, and in their bed.Theirbed.
Afterward, they lay, gazing at each other. “You know, we could just run away,” Indio said idly, running a fingertip down the valley of her breasts, over her stomach to her belly, circling her navel. Elli kissed his mouth.
“That’s not your style—or mine. Anyway, we need to do this …for Yvetta and for our future.”
She saw the admiration in his eyes. “You’re amazing.”
“Because I’m with you.”
“No, you’re just amazing.” Indio covered her body with his again, gently pushing her legs apart and gliding his rock-hard cock into her. Elli sighed happily.
“ElliBella…I already consider you my wife. I think I always have.”
She smiled at him, her eyes glistening with tears of joy. “You are my world, Indio, my love. My husband.”
And with those simple words, they bound themselves to each other.
Bubbles don’t just burst,Elli thought, five days later.They smash, they splinter, and they cause damage. They hurt.She was back in Italy, back within Aldo’s reach—back in his bed.
She’d managed to persuade him that she was too jetlagged to make love, and if he was suspicious, he didn’t show it.
Vivienne, in Elli’s absence, had the office check for cameras and bugs under the guise of remodeling the space, but to their great relief, the only bug the experts found was Indio’s poorly hidden (but still unnoticed for months) bug on Elli’s desk. It made Elli breathe easier that she and Vivienne could talk about what they found out in Uganda without risk of Aldo finding out. She also showed her friend the horrific videos she’d found on Aldo’s computer.
