Page 18 of Her Exile

I look up at my brother in shock as he moves back to the table after refilling his wine glass.

“You have the equipment to do that?”

“I do. Give me a moment while I contact my head of security to have him bring it here.”

As he gets on the phone, Dario slips his hand into mine. “Angelo, you are being too accommodating. I’m sorry, but I don’t trust it.” His grip tightens, and he looks me in the eye. I’ve been trained to lie, but with him it’s hard, and I turn away. “You see, I know.” He gently grips my chin and turns me to look back at him. I try to hide everything that I’m sure he sees in my eyes, so I change the subject.

“Dario, I can’t tell you I love you, but I can tell you I have deep feelings for you. I’m not going to risk your life. I’m not going to allow you to be hurt.”

“I’m tougher than I look.” He chuckles softly and leans forward to kiss my forehead. I lean into him more and fake a yawn.

“I’m getting tired. Can I go lie down?” I look between him and my brother.

“I’ll have them put the device in my office. We’ll get the chip out in the morning. Go turn in,” Dante says, and I move toward him to give him a hug. When his large arms engulf me, I feel a moment of peace and safety, but that’s all. I’m going to have to protect my family now.

I make my way to the room we are staying in. It’s all the way across the villa from the master suite. Dante might call it a cottage or farmhouse, but it’s a small villa. It’s huge, and I’ve been scoping out all the security and cameras. I don’t have any of my equipment to get past them, but I’ll just use all my training to do the best I can.

When I come out of the en-suite after a shower, Dario is sitting on the bed. I expected him to stay with Dante and talk more. The plan is for us to stay the night and then make our way to Rome. I didn’t tell them that the office is in Léon because I can’t have them following me. I can be in Léon in a couple of hours and out of Italy with the help from my contacts before they even realize I’m gone, but Dario is going to make this difficult if he doesn’t give me the time to escape.

I move to the side of the bed, keeping the towel wrapped around my body. He moves in behind me, caging me in against the side of the bed. I turn and he flicks the towel, letting it fall.

I wrap my arms around his neck and tilt my head back. When his lips touch mine, I moan with my need for him. Even with everything going on, I want him. It’s as if he’s unlocked something deep inside me. I crave his touch. I want him deep inside me. I’ve never wanted sex like I do with him. Yes, I’ve been raped numerous times, but it’s not that with him. I don’t cringe away from it.

Our tongues slide and dual against each other. My fingers slip into his hair and pull him down more. He has one arm locked around my waist, pulling me into him, while the other holds my chin and tilts my head where he wants so he can go deeper. When we finally pull apart, we are breathless and I’m so wet for him.

I can feel his erection against my stomach. He flips me around and pushes my hands down to the bed, bending me over. His belt hits the floor and then his zipper slides down. His hands move to rub my butt and squeeze each globe of my ass.

“Mio angelo, I’m going to take you rough this first time because I need inside you now.”

It’s the only warning I get before he slams his hips forward and takes me hard. I should be afraid. I should cringe away, but I don’t. I crave this. I like him wild and untamed. He holds my hips as he moves into me over and over. His heavy balls slap against me, and I moan with each thrust. I reach down and slide my fingers against my swollen clit and rub it like he did before. I’m still learning what my body likes and craves, but mostly it craves Dario. My toes curl into the carpet, and I rise up, trying to get him in the spot that will set me off. Dario presses a hand to the small of my back, and it causes my hips to lift ever so slightly. It’s all I need. I go off, screaming his name.

“Luna,” he growls mine as he comes deep inside me. His hips continue to slowly move until he’s completely spent. I know he’s tired because he watched over me all last night. We crawl into bed after we clean up, and he wraps himself around me. I roll so we are facing each other, and he slides into my body again. This time he makes love to me slowly as we look into each other’s eyes. I open up to him. I give him everything he wants, and I see his heart. I feel his love. It washes over me like warm water in the shower. When he finally orgasms, he’s so exhausted and falls asleep after cleaning us both up.

I lie there, pretending I’m asleep, until I finally hear his soft snores. I wait a beat longer then slowly untangle myself from his body.

When I’m finally free and standing next to the bed, I look at him. The moonlight is shining down on him, and I know in that moment I should have told him. As quietly as possible, I dress in the change of clothes and slip on the flat shoes McKenna gave me. I wouldn’t be able to move through the vineyards in heels, so I asked to borrow these from her. I suspect she knows I’m going to run. She’s tougher than my brother thinks.

I’m glad she and the baby aren’t here now, but I wish Dante had gone with her. I make my way through the house to Dante’s office, where I grab the small device that can be used to scan for microchips. I slip it into my pocket and then head through the kitchen to the old-time servant’s entrance. It’s used for easy access to the kitchen from the outdoor kitchen now. I slip out the door, knowing it doesn’t have a sensor on it because I partially disabled it earlier in the day.

Keeping to the shadows, I make my way to the part of the vineyard where I know from my previous trip here there is a hole in the security team’s rounds. I’m able to get through the fence and to the utility road where Matty is waiting for me.

“It’s about time,” he grumbles.

“Keep your lights off until we get to the main road.” I direct him as I look back, making sure I wasn’t followed.

I’ve given my brother and Dario enough misinformation that they should be safe and won’t come after me where I really will be.

I must do this by myself. To ever be free or for me to protect them, I have to do what I was trained to do.

Kill.

ChapterNine

LUNA

After I left Matty at the small airport I used right outside Venice, I made my way to Paris. While in the air, I found out where the tracking chip was. I waited until I landed in Paris so they would think I was coming back like a good little girl before I removed it. The damn thing was almost buried in the muscle of my arm, but I got it out without damaging it. I slipped it onto the bus heading for Léon and proceeded to get myself to where I am now.

I’m standing outside the main headquarters for the contract company Deputy Chief Moreau runs. His offices are on the top floor of the four-story building. It’s only a couple of blocks from the main Interpol location. I’ve been scoping it out for the last few days. But no more waiting. I’ve watched a couple of hit squads leave already. Any that head to the airport will be met with some friends of mine.

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