Page 56 of Tyrant (The Villetti Chronicles)

“Oh. You don’t need to worry about that.”

She abruptly flipped herself over on the desk and sat up, staring up at me with confusion.

“What do you mean? You just came in me without protection.”

I reached behind her to pick up the box of tissues I always had on my desk. She was still looking alarmed when I straightened again.

“I had that taken care of years ago, Arianna.”

“What?”

“Well, I don’t want children and I didn’t want any surprises, so I made sure it couldn’t happen.”

Her eyes went wide.

“You had the snip?”

I nodded, not seeing why it was a big deal. I mean, I suppose it was, considering it wasn’t something men were keen on doing, but I didn’t give a shit. The odds of an accidental pregnancy might be slim, didn’t mean I trusted it not to happen. This way, I knew I was safe and didn’t have to worry about it, regardless of whether I used condoms or not.

“Oh. I see.”

“Does that bother you?”

She gave me a little shrug as if to say she didn’t know what to think.

“Not really.”

“Good. Now, I’m going to take you upstairs and get you cleaned up, then we’ll order in for dinner. Does that sound okay to you?”

She gave me a shy smile.

“That sounds more than okay.”

Taking her chin between my fingers, I kissed her, knowing it would not be the end of our conversation, but not wanting to ruin what just happened with talk of what my choices meant for the future.

“You were such a good girl for me, Tinkerbell,” I murmured when I pulled away. “So tonight you get to sleep with me.”

I had no intention of merely just sleeping. After all, there were still so many parts of her body I had yet to sample. And I planned to savour each and every piece of my dirty little fairy.

Nineteen

Arianna

The whirlwind I’d been on with Zayn today almost felt like a dream. The only reason I knew it wasn’t had everything to do with the way he’d fucked me on his desk. Holy shit, did he know what he was doing. I thought I enjoyed being at his mercy but being stretched out and pounded into by that man and his thick cock was something else entirely. Something I wanted again and again.

Zayn Villetti made every man I’d been with before seem like amateurs. And the fact he made me feel perfectly normal when I told him I struggled to orgasm was the icing on the cake. Whoever put this man on earth, I thanked them profusely.

He’d been awfully sweet to me after all the dirty things he’d said in my ear during sex. From taking me upstairs and getting me clean to cuddling me on the sofa in front of the TV after we ate dinner. It was the first time I’d seen him wear anything casual. The man lived in shirts and suits. Tonight, he’d been in a zip-up hoodie, a t-shirt and jogging bottoms. It made him less… intimidating. He was just a normal guy and not the sex club-owning mafia prince everyone else saw him as. Although, admittedly, Zayn was far from normal. More like overwhelmingly attractive, stern and unyielding with a secret caring side.

He led me upstairs when we were done with our film, my hand clasped tightly in his larger one. I didn’t know what to make of the change in him today, but I wasn’t going to complain about it. It was exactly what I wanted… wasn’t it? For him to be with me, even if it meant it was only just for now. A thousand obstacles stacked against us were still there. I’d take what I could get with this man.

Don’t lie to yourself, Ari, you’re obsessed with everything about him. If he makes you leave after your deal is through, it’s going to hurt like you’ve never been hurt before.

I didn’t want to think about him letting me go or tossing me aside because I wasn’t fit to be his partner. It made my heart ache too much. And right now, I wanted to savour every second of me and him without the outside world looking in.

Zayn tugged me into his bedroom, shutting the door behind us. He released my hand to turn on the bedside lamps. I walked over to the end of the bed, my fingers dusting along the covers. It took everything inside me not to imagine a future where I could call this my room too.

He took a hold of my face with both hands, tipping my chin up towards him.

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