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Maria pushed up, her long nails slightly digging into my pecks. Without realizing what I was doing, my hand came up to brush a strand of hair out of her face. She slowly looked up, meeting my eyes, her gaze softening into mine. We simply looked at each other for a moment and something pierced my chest, almost as if it was cracking me open.

But then, she looked away and rolled off me. I faltered for a second, then reached after her and grabbed her wrist. She looked at me over her shoulder. I had her attention again, but something had changed. The air had shifted.

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. I didn’t want to scare her, and talking about what had just happened would surely trigger the alarm bells in her head.I had figured her out to this point,I could figure her out the rest of the way…

When she didn’t say anything, I simply raised an eyebrow, allowing her to direct the conversation.

“I need to clean myself up.”

And I didn’t?

I didn’t press further, just nodded. Maybe she really just needed some space before coming back to bed so we could talk.

I watched her walk away and out into the hallway. I should’ve known it right then, when she didn’t use my ensuite bathroom.

Yet, I hoped she’d come back to me.

Falling back down on the bed, I chuckled at the fucking irony. The best sex of my life had been with a virgin who didn’t even let me touch her pussy underneath her panties.

Fuck, I was hot for this girl.

If any other hook-up would’ve told me I couldn’t put my dick inside her, I would’ve dropped her on her ass and found another who would. But withher, it didn’t bother me the slightest because it was so much more. With her, it was different. I couldn’t explain it. In fact, I was already hard again and all I could think about was what part of her body I wanted to come onto next.

But then a soft ding went off and I closed my eyes in defeat –the fucking elevator.

None of it mattered. She didn’t come back.

Running a hand down my face, I reached for my phone and sat up on the edge of the bed, making a call.

“Follow her home. Make sure she’s safe.”

CHAPTER 32

Present

“I TOLD YOU TO SCARE her.Notkill her.”

The man hanging by chains in front of me from the ceiling grunted, blood spilling down his body and dripping steadily into a pool on the cement floor.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

After Maria ran away from the diner, I had one of my soldiers tag after her on foot while I took the car. Somehow, the idiot thought throwing her over the edge was a great fucking idea.

I had another great fucking idea. Slicing his cock off with a machete and shoving it down his throat, before cutting his stomach open and feeding him the rest of his intestines.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I only pulled it out halfway before seeing who it was and replying.

Hermosa: Are you on the way?

Me: Yes baby

Me: See you in half an hour

Hermosa: *kissing emoji*

I smiled, closing my phone and putting it back in my pocket.

If I wasn’t about to be late to see her, I would’ve slit this guy open and fed him to the dogs still alive. Instead, I shot him in the head and washed my hands.