I straighten and glance down to find her staring up at me, "What?"
"Who are you and what have you done to Axel?"
"Not sure I follow," I reply.
"You’re just so much more approachable, so real, so human… so much more, the kind of man I’d hoped to fall in love with."
"But?" I scowl.
"I… I don’t think I am in love with you—"
"Yet," I pick her up by her waist and place her in the tub.
She giggles nervously, "I am still not used to your moving me around with such ease."
"You are a tiny thing," I point out.
"And you," she reaches over and grips my cock, "are so big."
An hour later, I gaze at her, fast asleep in my bed. After that comment about my being so big, which fuck, if it didn’t go straight to my head...not that it should have surprised me because I am bigger than most men… And no, I didn’t have to measure myself. It’s something I have been told by other women. I frown. The thought of being with any of them doesn’t sit right with me anymore. Guess I am pussy-whipped by a tiny, curvy spitfire who’s got me completely under her spell. Sunshine turns over and sighs. Her fingers are wrapped around mine. I glance at my ring on her finger and something fierce grips me. I bend down, press a kiss to her parted lips, then pull away from her.
The security app on my phone pings. I snatch up the phone and can't stop the smile that curls my lips. About damned time, too.
I press a button on the app, then begin to get dressed.
As I pull on my clothes, I can’t take my gaze off of her. She’s mine to protect. Mine to cherish. And I am going to make sure no one ever hurts her. Even if it means that I hurt myself in the process. I get dressed, then grab my gun from where I had placed it on the bureau. I head down the steps toward the study, step inside, then come to a stop.
"Hello, motherfuckers."
42
Axel
"You don't seem too surprised to see us," Seb comments.
"I didn’t make it hard for you to find me. I guess you could say, I counted on it," I drawl.
Luca leans back in the chair behind my desk. He places one leg, then the other onto the surface. "Are you implying that you knew we'd come for you?"
"What I don’t understand is why you did it in the first place." Massimo slides a book back into its place in the bookshelf, before he turns to face me. "If you wanted our attention, you had it already. And if you wanted to speak, we could have done it in Palermo."
"You knew this was the first place we’d look for you; that's why you are still here," Seb states.
"You're giving thisstronzotoo much credit," Luca protests.
"Your security arrangements are impressive. Your men recognized us, but once we explained to them that we were technically family, they didn’t stop us," Massimo murmurs.
I tilt my head.
"You briefed them to let us in?" Massimo rubs his jaw, "Motherfucker, you did, didn’t you?"
"I saw you on my security camera and told them to wave you on." I pull up the security app on my phone and show it to them.
"Stocazzo!"Luca swears.
"I'll be damned," Seb says slowly.
I glance between them, "Would you like a drink?" I stalk over to the bar at the far side, then grab a bottle of whiskey and proceed to pour the liquid into four glasses.