“Good night, Massimo. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Bella.”

forty-four

MASSIMO

One month had passedsince we found Miguel’s sister murdered in Vincenzo’s office, and we still had no leads. Most of the contracts he fulfilled for my father were on the up and up. No one seemed to hold a grudge or wanted vengeance. Vincenzo was spending more and more time at the club and was neglecting his business. He’d agreed to hire someone, but so far, it was turning out to add more stress to him. He’d refused everyone he’d interviewed so far.

Antonio was spending more time handling Miguel and his men, alleviating some of the pressure of having an alliance with the Mexican mafia. Madison had taken on the role of assistant manager of the club, taking her off the floor. She didn’t need to waste her degree, nor did I want men ogling what was mine.

“You look deep in thought.” Madison’s voice broke me from my reverie.

“Thinking about my beautiful fiancée.”

“Really?” She strode into my office. “Is she hot?”

I stood and closed the distance between us. Kicking the door closed, I ran my finger down her neck.

“So. Fucking. Hot.”

I leaned in and fused our lips together. Madison’s arms wound around my neck, clinging to me as I assaulted her mouth. Slowly I walked us backward, pressing her against the office door. The tiny dress she wore rode up her thighs, exposing her center to me. The thin lace panties were blocking what I craved. In one swift jerk, the fabric fell to the ground.

“It’s going to get expensive if you keep ripping my panties off.”

“Maybe you should just go commando.” Lifting her further up the wall, her legs locked around my waist, her hips grinding into me and begging me to take her. “What do you want, Bella?”

“You. I want you, Massimo.”

I popped the button on my pants, freeing myself from the confines of my boxers, and eased myself inside her. The warmth of her center wrapped around my erection, causing me to groan in pleasure. “Fuck.” My hips pushed forward on their own free will.

Madison moaned, the sound making me mad with lust. My cock took over. It pulsed inside of her, demanding for me to move. I ground into her, rubbing my pelvis against her swollen clit. Anyone walking by the office would know what was happening inside as her cries filled the space. It didn’t matter. I wanted to own her pussy—show her I was in control. The door rattled with each flex of my body. Her back was pressed firmly against it as I drove my cock in and out of her pussy. She fisted my hair, holding on as I ravished her, making us one in that moment.

Our bodies tensed, our releases bursting from our souls at the same moment. Her head fell against my shoulder, her breathing coming out in pants.

“Jesus.” She giggled breathlessly. “I don’t remember the real reason I came in here now.”

“This was a good enough one for me.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead as I helped her to her feet.

A knock sounded on the door behind her, causing her to jump.

“Oh, shit,” Her face reddened in embarrassment. “I bet everyone knows what just happened in here.”

“Relax.” I pulled her against me. “No one is brave enough to say anything. If they do, I’ll kill them.”

Madison hurried to right herself before sitting down in a chair. I tucked myself back into my pants and smoothed out my shirt. Shaking off the lust haze, I opened the door.

“This better be fucking important.”

“Sorry, Boss.” Donny stood in the hallway. “There’s been another incident.”

“Where?” I opened the door wider and ushered him inside.

Donny glanced at Madison, his face blushing with a knowing grin. “Maddie, how are you?”

“Fuck off, Donny. Don’t pretend you weren’t standing outside the door when Massimo had his cock buried inside of me.”

Donny glanced back at me. “She’s getting feisty.”