He saved me from a life of horror. I have no clue what happened to Antonio and, to be honest, I don’t care.
Jared said he took care of him, and I believe what he says. I still worry about the Irish mafia and their intentions.
Jared and his crew keep a very low profile. People know of them, but not one person would dare step to them or question their actions. He is gone most nights, which concerns me. He comes home, needing to make love to me right away. As if he just went through something that made him distraught and needs a warm body for comfort.
That’s what makes me uneasy. What if one of the many women who adore him try something one night and he caves?
I can’t deal with deception, especially from him. He doesn’t share anything with me because it’s private club business. I tryto drown myself in my studies to take my mind off my constant worrying.
I’m walking out of my class when I glance to my left. I just caught Stephanie staring at me, but she quickly looks the other way. She has been acting odd as well. I know she’s had it out for me since I got here. She knows I’m officially with Jared now, so I can practically see the steam coming out of her ears. From what I’ve heard, she was there the night I crashed into the bar like a crazy person. I don’t know who she was with, but what I do know is it wasn’t my man.
Lots of people have been talking about Jared and his crew. They are starting to recognize him as a dangerous man instead of the playboy he was. That doesn’t sit well with me, and I think Jared has noticed my standoffish behavior.
I don’t know how I feel about being with someone who practically kills for a living.
Nervous butterflies flutter in my stomach at the thought of being known as the girlfriend of a high profile gangster.
That’s who he has become at the young age of twenty-five. Does he actually plan on being a criminal for the rest of his life? What about our future?
He texted me a short while ago, saying he’ll be late tonight. I huff, exasperated because this has been an nightly occurrence lately. Something is most definitely up with him.
It’s starting to get late, so I decide to head home. Matt tails me the entire way to Jared’s condo. I might as well get somestudying done while I’m alone. Matt follows me up the elevator and does his usual sweep through the house.
“All set, darlin’. I’ll be outside the door if you need anything.”
“You can stay in here if you want,” I offer and he smiles.
“Nah, I’ll wait outside. Boss’ orders,” he replies, then walks out of the condo.
Hours pass and it’s almost midnight. My eyes are tired from all the reading so I check my phone. Shit, I missed several calls from Jared.
I dial his number and he picks up on the first ring.
“Hey, I’m sorry I missed your call,” I start off and then I hear his voice, which only makes me want him here with me.
“Yeah, Matt said you were studying. After I couldn’t get a hold of you I called him.”
“When are you coming home?”
“Hopefully within the hour, babe. I’m sorry. It’s been really busy.”
“Okay, I’ll be waiting like usual,” I groan, and he laughs through the phone.
“I will make it up to you,” he promises.
“Okay, I’ll see you later. I love you, Jared.”
“I love you, too, baby.”
Later that night when he comes home I feel him curl up to my side. His strong arms wrap around my middle. I place my hands on his and sigh.
He nuzzles my hair and just the feel of his rock-hard body against me has heat pool between my thighs.
“You ready for me, baby?” I nod yes, lightly pushing my back to his front. His hands move my panties down and that’s when I feel him. He slides into me easily and we both groan at the feeling we give each other. He moves in and out of me so passionately and it feels like he’s holding on to me for dear life. Like he never wants me to leave, cherishing and grasping every piece of me. He kisses down my neck and starts to lightly tug on my hair. His hands roam over my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples, giving both pain and pleasure at the same time. I am so wet I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. This is Jared and he loves me.
“Jared! Please…” I beg, having no clue what I’m begging for.
“You want this? Take it, baby, take fucking all of me. I love you so fucking much.” All I can do is moan and tell him to move faster. When I’m about ready to explode I clamp down on him hard, and he lets out a groan of pleasure.