Page 70 of Deceit
“You’re not pregnant,”I said, deciding it was my turn to be truthful. Herbrows pulled together in confusion before I added,“I can’t have children.”
She blinked several times as if she was trying to decipher what I’djustsaid.“Can I ask why?”she asked softly.Hesitantly.
“Because I was the product of an accident, something my father remindedme of time and time again when I was growing up. He married my mom out of duty because he knocked her up, but they hated each other, and I was the source of their resentment. I always knew I didn’t want children,and I didn’t want to find myself in a position like my father, raising a child I didn’t want, so as soon as I turned eighteen, I had a vasectomy.”
Sofia gaped at me, her eyes wide. For a solid minute, neither of us spokeuntil her shoulders slumped almost in resignation. I couldn’t help a question slipping from my lips. “Do you want children one day?
She didn’t reply for a tense few seconds, her features turning thoughtful untilshe spoke, her tone soft.“No. I was always toldthatone day, I’d be expected to give the man I marry an heir, so I neverreallyconsidered a future without children. But honestly, given the choice? I don’t think I want kids. This isn’t a life I would want for anyone.”She sighed heavily before adding,“If only I was able to make the choice for myself.”
“You can.”Not thinking, I moved from the chair to sit on the bed, grabbingher hand.“Sofe, you are your own person. No one gets to decide important things about your life like whether you have kids or-”
“Or who I marry?”she said, cutting me off with a raised brow.“That’s whereyou’re wrong, Miles. You grew up being told you were the product of an accident. I grew up being told I had one purpose in life: to further my Papa’s organization.”
“That’s bullshit. You’re more thanthat.”
“Am I?”she replied, dejection in her tone.“You and I both knowthatall Iam is Georgio Bianchi’s princess. That’s all anyone ever sees.”
Her eyes filled with sorrow, and her gaze dropped. I reached out, snatchingher chin and lifting her face.“It’s bullshit,”I growled again.“You think I don’t see you, Jailbait? You think I don’t see the way you light up when you’re giving me shit? You think I don’t see the smile on your face when you’re helping Riley at the crisis center? Or the way you demandeveryonelook at you when you’re pouring your heart and soul into every song you sing? Your father might be fucking blind to his daughter, but I’m not blind to my wife.”
Fuck. I’d said too much, unable to stop my secrets from spilling out. I dropped her chin and looked away, cursing myselffor not keeping my mouth shut.
“What…what do you mean you see me at the crisis center?”I didn’t reply.What was I supposed to say,‘Yeah, both times you’ve been there, I’ve hacked into the security cameras so I could watch you’?“Miles!”she shrieked.“Thatwasn’t the first time you came to Bar Forty-Four, was it? The night you stopped me from being attacked.”
Without the tiniest bit of remorse, I met her inquisitive gaze.“No.”
Her breath hitched as she stared wide-eyed at me.“How many times did youcome?”
I swallowed.“Every time you sang there after your father agreed to themarriage.”
I barely had time to brace as she launched at me, her mouth slamming downon mine. Somehow, she wriggled from under the covers, moving to straddle me with her legs wrapped around my waist.
Our tongues dueled, battling for dominance as I slid a hand up her shirt togrip her hip firmly. In the back of my head, a voice told me to stop,thatif I fucked her again, I’d be betraying Theo once more.
And yet, I couldn’t stop.
I laced my fingers through her hair and flipped her onto her back, settlingbetween her legs and hovering over her. Blood rushed to my cock, not helped when she nipped at my lip. I thrust my hips against her core, not missing the wince on her face, which instantly cooled me.
“Sofe, we shouldn’t.”
“Why?”she whispered, hurt flashing across her face.
“I hurt you earlier. I shouldn’t have been so rough with you-”
“I wanted you to be rough. I…I liked it. A lot.”
Fuuuuuuuck.
More blood rushed to my already rock-hard cock.“You did, huh?”Shehummed her response as she nibbled on my lip again. Fucking fuck, I likedthatway too much. Still, I pulled away.“It was still your first time, Jailbait. I should have eased you in.”
A salacious grin pulled at her lips as her hand slid from behind my neck torun down my chest, stoppingjustshort of dipping into the waistband of my sweats.“Exactly how would you have eased me in?”
Holy fucking hell. I didn’t have the restraint for her teasing. The slightest bitof hesitance still lingering inside me vanished in a beat, and the little voice reminding me of Theo fell silent.
I lowered my face to hers, our lips brushing as I spoke.“I would have takenmy time to kiss every part of your body.”I moved to place little kisses along her jawline, relishing in the taste of her skin. Her breath accelerated with every press of my lips, spurring me on.“AndthenI would have stripped you so I could explore every inch of you.”
“Like this?”she wriggled underneath me to pull her T-shirt over her head,revealing her luscious tits.
When I dressed her earlier after the shower, I’d left her bra off; it wassoaked, and the bunker wasn’t equipped for female visitors. In her comatose state, I’d done my best not to ogle, but now, with her more than willing, I let my eyes roam over her pert, dusky nipples, my mouth watering.
