I wait there, standing straight with my dick buried in her.
“Wait,” she breathes, reaching between her legs. I know she’s playing with herself, and she groans. I lean on her and yank her dressed down, my hands go around and tease her nipples as her fingers work faster. She’s rocking against me, not sure which is more pleasurable.
I grunt as I grope her breasts roughly and she pressed back against me, crying out weakly and almost buckling as she chases her own orgasm.
I hold her, so she doesn’t fall.
There’s a knock at the door, and we quickly separate to fix our clothes as I yell, “One second.”
There’s a giggle behind the door, and I know it’s Arianna. I can’t meet Sofia’s eyes as I make sure we’re both dressed properly, and I head out of the office, knowing my sister will make fun of me for this.
Chapter 24 - Sofia
At some ungodly hour, Dominic pops his head into my room to tell me he has work to do, so he’s going. I groan in response and go back to sleep. When I wake up again, it’s already afternoon, and I feel a little less like a truck hit me.
I don’t feel like making breakfast, though I’m sure a grilled cheese will make me feel a ton better. I go to the living room instead and turn the television on, lowering the volume.
I scroll through the channels until I get to the news channel, which is covering a large explosion in a warehouse. I quickly turn the volume up and listen to what the reporter is saying.
“This warehouse is rumored to belong to the infamous Catalan cartel. Some are whispering that this is a hit from another mobster family in retaliation to gang wars held here in New York. Several people associated with mafia families have turned up dead this week, and police are trying to find the perpetrators as fast as possible. Several immigrants died in the bomb explosion. It seems a small explosion went off but triggered off a bigger explosion with chemicals that were illegally stored in the warehouse.”
I stare at the screen and wonder instantly, or rather I know, Dominic had something to do with this. He left early today and had more than enough time to do this. I need to know if he killed those people.
I eventually make myself something to eat, and while I’m eating, he comes in.
“Dominic,” I say.
“You need to get dressed. We’re going to my family for lunch,” he says, glancing at me. “My brother Alessandro’s orders.”
I frown and stand in front of him. “What did you do this morning?”
Dominic looks down at me, expressionless. “That’s none of your concern.”
“Did you set that bomb off? At the Catalan warehouse?” I ask. “There were innocent people killed there.”
“There are no innocent people in the underworld; everyone is fair game.” He runs a hand over his hair and shakes his head. “I don’t expect you to understand, Princess, but for now, I need you to get dressed for family lunch. Okay?”
I shake my head as well before I go upstairs and change into a cute summer dress that Arianna bought for me. I put on some of my new jewelry and brush out my hair.
I slip into a pair of sandals and come back downstairs, where Dominic is waiting for me. He’s in those damn jeans again, well, different ones, but him in jeans elicits feelings from me. He has a golf shirt on and is wearing an expensive watch I haven’t seen before.
I don’t speak to him as we leave the estate, and I don’t say anything to him in the car. I understand what he means by some things have to happen in this underground world of ours, but I still carry a heavy sense of guilt. Maybe if he showed he felt it too, perhaps I wouldn’t feel so bad. But I don’t know how to say that to him without him becoming upset or offended.
He leads me into Alessandro’s gorgeous home, and a beautiful woman in a white pants suit happens to be crossing the entrance hall when we walk in.
“Katya,” Dominic greets her. The woman looks somewhat intimidating but gives me a curt smile. “You must be Sofia, right?”
“Yes,” I say quietly, and she holds her hand out. I shake it as she says, “Katya, I’m Alessandro’s wife. Welcome to our home.”
I give her a hesitant smile back. “Thank you for having me and for protecting me.”
“It’s our pleasure. It’s in the best interest of the family. Everyone is already outside in the garden. Follow me.”
I follow her, glancing at Dominic, who doesn’t seem surprised by her dominant nature. We are led to the garden, where large benches are interconnected to make a ‘U’ shape on the lawn. At the head of the tables is the older-looking version of Dominic, who I now know to be Alessandro.
I look to Dominic for where I should sit when Alessandro stands. “Ah, Sofia and Dominic, please join me here.”
I awkwardly walk to the head table where two chairs are free next to Alessandro, “Sofia, sit next to me. I want to get to know you.”