Page 28 of A Wife’s Duty

F or the next couple of days, Lucia felt like she was living on a cloud, or in a dreamworld, or even possibly an alternate reality. Everything that was happening didn’t seem real to her.

It wasn’t like for the past twenty-two years she’d been living with a family, seeing the horrors that happened at their hand, trying to survive.

Knowing her father hated her because she wasn’t considered this stunning beauty he could bargain with.

Having siblings who enjoyed tormenting her, because it was all part of their fun.

She felt like those years were the dream, and yet this was her reality. She’d been given to Boone Grinder as an insult, but it had been the best thing that ever happened to her.

Rolling over in bed, she turned to look at him.

It was so rare for her to catch a glimpse of him as he slept.

He looked so peaceful. She didn’t want to wake him up.

Time was ticking, she knew this. Frank still hadn’t returned, but Boone’s cell phone had been ringing, almost off the hook for the past day.

Stuff was going down, and it was only a matter of time before he had to leave.

When he did, she knew there was a slight chance he was never going to come back, and that terrified her more than she liked to admit.

She had grown to love him so very much, and that scared her.

She wasn’t used to loving anyone. With him taking on the Bonaldi mafia, there was a chance he was not going to make it.

The very thought of never seeing him again filled her with such anguish.

“I can feel you thinking,” Boone said.

“I can’t help it.”

Boone opened his eyes. She didn’t know why she was surprised to see him awake.

“You were awake?”

“Of course.”

“How did you look so relaxed?”

“I’m a good actor.”

This made her laugh.

“You’ve got to stop worrying,” he said.

“How do you know I’m worrying?”

He reached out and put a finger against the center of her brow. “Right here.”

“You don’t have to go.”

He opened his eyes again and smiled up at her. “You know, if I don’t complete this mission, they’re going to come back harder than ever before. People are going to die. Innocent people.”

“You’ve told me before that people die every day.”

“Yeah, and some of those deaths can be avoided. The shit Bonaldi was into ... it has to stop. No one else has been able to stop it.”

“But you can?”

“I’ve been able to cut some of their operations. In a few days’ time, it is all going to end. This needs to happen.”

She wanted to argue with him, but the truth was, she didn’t want to let him go. She was being selfish.

“You’re right.”

“I know I’m right.” He lifted up and pressed a kiss to her lips.

She looked at him, trying to get her fill of every part of him as he pushed some of the hair back behind her ear.

“It’s going to be all right.”

He kissed her again and he climbed off the bed.

She figured that was the end of the conversation, but all too soon she was being dragged from the bed, and she let out a little cry.

Betty was still in her bed, looking so tired.

Their dog lifted her head, watched the two of them, decided there was no threat, and snuggled back into the covers.

She was no good as a protector dog, not that she needed one of those with Boone around.

He had her over his shoulder, like she weighed nothing at all. She let out a little scream, not that she felt afraid. He carried her through to the en-suite bathroom and didn’t let her go until she was on her feet. Only then did he turn on the shower, and she screamed again. “What are you doing?”

She laughed, and he quickly stripped her of her clothes. One moment they were on, and the next, they were gone. She had no time to complain as he took possession of her mouth in a searing kiss. It was one that made her toes curl in all the good ways. She wanted to melt for him.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked.

“No.”

He took her hand and pressed it against his cock. While he’d been undressing her, it would seem he’d been working on removing his clothes as well.

She wrapped her fingers around the thickness of his cock. He let out a growl, tugged her closer, and kissed her. When his hands went to her ass, gripping her flesh, she couldn’t help but gasp.

One moment she was worried about the future, imagining a life without him, and the next, she couldn’t think past her own need. He had control of her body. She was putty in his hands.

Boone slid his hands up, and then he cupped her face, pressing her against the tile. His kisses became more passionate, making her moan and melt against him. He broke the kiss and started to travel down her body. He sucked at her neck, and she closed her eyes, whimpering.

“You drive me fucking crazy,” he said.

His hands were at her breasts, his thumbs stroking each of her nipples. Down he traveled, kissing toward each breast, and then sucking each one in turn. Each hard tug on her nipples made it hard for her to focus.

She felt an answering pull between her thighs, and it was as if he knew.

One of his hands went to her thigh and slowly began to travel up until he cupped her pussy.

One finger slid between her lips, stroking her clit.

He circled the bud, then started to move down, pushing deep inside her.

She cried out, then tried to calm the sounds she made by gritting her teeth.

“Let me hear them,” he said. “I want to hear it all.”

She groaned.

“Please.”

“I know what you want.”

And then, without asking him for anything, he sunk down to his knees in the shower.

He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and then began to lick her pussy.

She cried out, not wanting him to stop. The somersault of sensation was a heady feeling.

She wanted him to keep going. There was no sense in her mind. She knew she wanted to hit that peak.

Boone had other ideas. He was in control, working her body to a fever pitch, where she couldn’t think. He tormented her, pushing her to the edge but holding back at the last minute, to the point that she couldn’t help but growl her frustration.

“Is my baby desperate for me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Then, come for me.”

And it was like her body was at his command. She came hard, moaning his name, screaming, and Boone caught her. He was not going to let her fall.

Before she had even come down from her amazing high, Boone was there, lifting her up, using the wall as leverage. Within seconds, he thrust deep inside her. He was so big, so thick, and she cried out. She was still so sensitive, but her body was his. She didn’t want it to be anything else.

He kissed her, and she didn’t want him to ever stop kissing her, to never stop making love to her. She didn’t want him to stop being hers. The wedding band she wore in the beginning had felt like a mockery, but now it was part of who they were, and to take it off would feel wrong.

He held tightly to her ass and began to thrust hard and deep within her, and she cried out, feeling hungry for him. He pressed his face against her neck, and she whimpered, feeling his cock as he thrust inside her. This was what she wanted for them.

She didn’t ever want to give him up.

****

I f Boone left Leandro any longer, the guy was going to die of starvation, and that was not the plan.

He didn’t want to leave Lucia alone at the house, but he also didn’t have a choice.

After he had fucked her into oblivion, he made sure she was sound asleep before sneaking out of the house and taking the time to drive to his apartment where Leandro was trapped.

The whole building had been vacated, but it would seem Leandro was a stubborn individual.

Entering the apartment, he saw Leandro had stripped down to his underwear, and he was sitting as far away from the window as possible. The apartment could get a little hot during the days, especially through the summer. He also made sure none of the air conditioning would come on.

Closing the door behind him, Leandro opened his eyes and laughed. “I should have known,” he said.

Boone made his way toward the caged area. Most of his apartments had an open plan, but this one had a separate sitting room, where Leandro intended to place the bomb.

“Do you really think I didn’t know about the car?” Boone asked.

“Well, I don’t know. I guess I didn’t think you knew, but then you were so stupid to marry the ugly sister, I didn’t really put much stock in your intelligence.”

Boone tutted and smiled.

“Do you think you, your father, and the Bonaldi mafia have been one step ahead of me this whole time?”

“No one wins against us,” Leandro said.

“Do you remember a short time ago, the news breaking the story about that mayor who was on the payroll?” Boone asked.

Leandro looked at him.

“Who do you think provided the evidence? How about the storage container of girls? That was another impressive moment, yes, no? Or better yet, Jimmy O’Cara?”

Leandro frowned.

“Now, let’s talk about your sister. I never had any intention of taking anyone else. The moment you got greedy and hurt innocent people, was the moment you got me involved. Up until that point, I was happy to build my own life, to continue finding my way.”

“You don’t know who you’re fucking messing with.”

“Really? And yet, you’re locked up in a cage and have been for several days without food and water. Huh, does that bring back a memory?”

Leandro stared at him.

“Maybe I should help you understand. Do you remember a nanny you did this to?” Boone asked.

He saw the recognition on the man’s face and this made him smile. “You sealed your fate, Leandro.”

“You kill me and my father will fucking kill you. The Bonaldi will consider it a personal threat.”

“I’m counting on it.”

The fear finally started to enter Leandro’s eyes.

“Who the fuck are you?”