Page 64 of Fight Me Daddy

"What?" Calix swallowed hard and I watched as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "You...you know where he is."

Ice shot through my veins. Fuck. I didn't want him to know that I was aware. But I'd known where his father was from the moment he disappeared. It was my job, my family's job, to keep tabs on people who were flight risks. I'd thought about killing the man, snapping his neck, and making him disappear, but then I'd thought about Calix, the way he smiled at his father when the man wasn't looking and the way he tried so hard to live up to his expectations. And I hadn't been able to pull the trigger.

"Yes," I said.

Calix struggled underneath me. "You motherfucker!" he shouted. "You told me you didn't fucking know! You're a fucking liar!"

"Calm down."

"Fuck you!"

I grabbed Calix's arm and pushed him onto his belly. He continued to fight with more strength than he'd ever used on me before. Calix bucked hard and I landed on the floor. Pain shot through my body making me hiss.

"Get out of my house!" Calix yelled. "I mean it. Right now or I'll kill you myself!"

Heat rose in my belly as I stood up. "Do it," I growled. "Kill me or shut the fuck up because you know what? I am tired, Calix. I'm weak, angry, and tired. So, I didn't tell you about your father? What would it have changed, huh?" I demanded. "He didn't want you and I did. I fucking did!" My eyes burned and I felt the foreign sensation of tears pricking the back of my eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. You still have questions to answer."

Calix crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not answering shit," he countered.

My muscles jerked and I stared at him. Every instinct in me screamed to jump on him and beat his ass until he saw reason. That was the way I dealt with my problems. But I couldn't do that when he was the one causing the issues.

I'd tried so hard to stay away from Calix, to put up steel walls and keep him at bay. Maybe even back then, when I tried to pawn him off to Amadeo or anyone else who would take on the gym's debt, maybe I knew that I wanted him all to myself.

I jumped over the bed and grabbed hold of Calix. He tried to fight me off, but where he was trained I was pissed. I slammed him onto the bed and my mouth sought his in hard, fast, angry bursts. He cursed at me, his nails digging into my back, but I couldn't stop.

Right now, I needed him. I'd never craved anything the way I did Calix. And if I couldn't have him? The feeling of dread in my stomach grew. I would die.

"Stop," Calix moaned against my mouth as he clung to me. "I-I don't."

"No more lying!" I snapped before my shoulders sagged and I clutched him tightly as I stared into his eyes. "Calix, tell the truth. Or I'll walk out the door, erase your debt, and you will never hear from me again."

He trembled underneath me. "No!" Calix shook his head. "Shit, you piss me off and drive me crazy, but I...I don't want you to fucking leave me," he choked out. "But I'm pissed at you, Gabriele. You keep saying you want to be my Daddy but you fucking lie through your goddamn teeth and expect me to trust you? How can I? Why would I?" He slammed the side of his fist into my chest. "Fuck you for making me feel like this!"

"Right back at you," I growled. I took his mouth again and was drowned in the taste of him. "Fuck you for turning me into someone who gives a fuck." I yanked at his boxers and tore them down his muscular thighs. "You're right," I said as I gazed down at him. "I'm a lying piece of shit who kills and tortures without a second thought. You know what happened to that guy from last night? I slit his fucking throat and watched him die. For you," I growled. "I would do anything and everything for you, Tesoro."

He gazed up at me and for the first time, I watched the conflict in his eyes. Calix had always been so sure of himself, but now? He wasn't. I had shaken his faith and part of me hated myself for that.

"What does that mean?" Calix asked.

I raised a brow. "What?"

"Tesoro. What does it mean?"

My heart pounded and I licked my lips before I spat it out. "Treasure," I said. "You're my treasure."

Calix's cheeks turned red as he stared up at me. "I thought I was your dog?"

"Can't you be both? I mean dogs are man’s best friend." I grinned, my throat still tight and my eyes still wet. "I'll stop lying to you from now on as long as you stop lying to me. No more underground fights.” As I thought about last night, my eyes narrowed. “And no more working for Conor fucking Kelley. I'm going to rip his tongue out through his asshole and set him on fire."

"No," Calix said as he reached out and cradled my cheeks. "Don't start anything with him. He gave me a choice and he made sure I knew it was my choice. I still took it. Gonzalez and Sons means everything to me. I can't lose it."

"I know," I said as my brows knitted.

We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before I was drawn to kiss him once more. My tongue slipped into his mouth this time and Calix pushed back. His body arched up against mine and I felt his hard cock.

"I don't want to have sex," Calix said as he pulled back suddenly. "I want to talk about everything you've been hiding from me. And my father."

"Later," I answered.

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