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This time when I came, I wasn’t expecting the force of it. My entire body tensed. My pussy tightened around his dick.
“Dario!” I shouted, surprising myself.
He let out a low growl, sat back on his legs, and pulled my hips toward him, deepening his thrusts, his eyes closed.
The way he took charge and anticipated what I wanted, was somehow just as sexy as the feel of him inside me. I felt myself growing closer to the edge again and this time, he came with me.
He collapsed forward, still inside me, both of us breathing hard. I closed my eyes as the sexual haze wore off and I crashed back to reality. I couldn’t trust this man. I’d made this too easy for him.
I’d given in to my urges. That needed to stop.
Or maybe sex would be my way out of this mess.I hadn’t considered that.
He pulled out of me, and instantly I missed his warmth and the way he had filled me. I didn’t know how to react.
He sat up, his eyes hooded. I was unable to read them. He trailed a hand across my breast and lazily circled a nipple.
Then his hand reached for the locket. Instantly, I closed my hand over his, stopping him.
“What does the locket mean to you?”
Nowhe wanted to get to know me. I sat up and reached for my pajama top, pulling it on as I said, “It was a gift from my mother.”
“You must miss her.”
I wasn’t expecting him to say that. I wasn’t ready for his kindness. I wasn’t ready for any of this.
“Are you just going to ignore me?”
“What would you like me to say?” I knew my words came out sharper than I intended.
But I was disturbed by his gentleness. This man was multifaceted. I wasn’t ready to acknowledge that.
If I wanted out then I needed to keep my resentment to myself. I needed to stop fighting with him. I had to pretend that everything was dandy until I could figure out my next move. I would be a good wife, a good lover, and he would never know that all this time, I was plotting my next move.
His phone rang and he reached over to answer it.
Who was calling him in the middle of the night?As he looked down at it, he began to get dressed. “I have to get this.” Without another word, he turned and walked away.
Feeling confused and exhausted, I made my way to the bathroom and took a shower. The whole time, my mind was focused on my next move. I felt so conflicted.
I wasn’t naturally a manipulative person, but if that was who I needed to become to protect myself and my child, then so be it.
After I got dressed, I wandered outside the bedroom.
Where was Dario?I found a note on the nightstand that Dario had left. He said he had to attend to some business off the island and would be back tomorrow. Had he left me alone? Doubtful.
Four or five of his men were probably somewhere in the house or out on the island. There were always several of them on the dock leading to the island alone.
I made my way through the house and realized that no one was there.Interesting. I wasn’t going to waste the little bit of time I had alone. I made my way to his office and realized that he had left his computer unlocked.
I had a feeling that in this private room, there wouldn’t be any cameras directed toward his computer. I started going through everything on it. I understood none of it, but it didn’t stop me from retrieving a flash drive and backing up all his files.
My gut was telling me that somewhere in the information I was stealing, there would be information about his questionable business deals. Maybe proof of his illegal doings could be my ace in the hole and the key to my freedom.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Dario