Page 16 of Immoral

"Yes. I saw on your website the twelve-diamond collar. Do you still have it available?" I tap my fingers on my tumbler, feeling like I might explode if he doesn't.

"Well yes."

"Great. I'll take it, but you need to get it to the resort I'm staying at tonight. I'll pay extra to make it happen," I state.

He clears his throat. "Are you staying at the spa?"

"Yes."

"I'm afraid I'm the only one in the shop. The spa is a twenty-minute drive. I couldn't deliver it until after I close down for the night."

"What time do you close?"

"Eight."

"Can you drop it off by eight thirty?"

There's a pause.

I take a deep inhale, feeling like my skin is crawling. "I need it tonight. I'll add an extra $10,000 to the total for your special attention in this matter."

"Oh. That's not necessary. I don't want to take advantage of you. I can make sure it's there by eight thirty."

Another thought occurs to me. "Perfect. I'll leave instructions at the front desk. Can you do me one last favor?"

"What’s that?"

"Do you do engravings there?"

"Yes."

"I need you to add,Tesoro, Forever means forever. Love always, Your Husband, Gianni."

"Can you spell that for me?"

I do as he asks and add, "I need it gift wrapped. I want white paper, but it has to be quality, not something cheap. And add a white bow. Can you do that?"

"Sure, but the necklace box is silver with white satin inside. Is that okay? I don't believe I have anything else to fit it," he frets.

"Yes, that's fine." I give him my name, credit card information, and the name of the hotel, just to make sure he was referring to the same spa resort.

Satisfied and hornier than ever, I finish my drink then can't help myself. I rise and go into the bedroom, shutting the door as quietly as possible.

My heart skips a beat, watching my tesoro sleep. She's on her side. Her long, dark hair splayed across the pillow. Her flawless skin looks soft, and I'm too aware of how it feels.

I groan inside, debating my next move. I've never gone this long without sex. It's an inherent need within me, but I wasn't giving in to any temptation until I had her back. Now she's in front of me, Mrs. Gianni Marino, and my needs are only getting stronger.

She keeps her eyes shut and mumbles, "Go away. I was sleeping."

I chuckle then move onto the bed. I kick off my shoes and slide under the covers, tugging her into me.

Her body stiffens. She demands, "What are you doing?"

I turn her so she's facing me and lying on my chest. I drag my finger down her cheek. "How's your head?"

She slowly meets my gaze. "Fine. Can you leave now?"

"No."

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