Page 44 of Broken

Nova

I was still shaken over the events that had transpired. Nowhere felt safe, including being locked inside the four walls owned by Liam Safaryan. However, he had been friendly and welcoming to the kids and treated them to dinner, which I had offered to pay for.

"Oh, you'll pay." He had whispered to me. "Just not with money."

A warm shiver had driven itself down the slope of my spine and didn't stop until it reached between my legs. I fought with myself to keep from clenching in front of the kids who watched us intently. Especially Desmond, because that kid didn't miss much. Which made me wonder if he knew more about Yara and whoever had been texting her.

And then there was that pesky fact that someone had placed a hit on me.

Who?

I still wasn't entirely sure that Liam wasn't behind it, but Valentin would've been the hitman. I was sure of it. They never discussed their business, but I had picked up on just enough. Both mafia princes, but with different duties. Loyal to each other and the Bratva.

Just thinking about it made me want to quake.

It'd been after midnight when I finally made it to the room and soaked in the tub. I had already known the way because it was his bedroom, after all. Liam had found me some Epsom salt for my sprained foot. When it was all said and done, I finally climbed into the large bed that he had shown me to.

Only when I had closed my eyes, did I dare to let out a breath. Exhaustion was kicking in and I yearned for sleep. The only thing on my mind was the fact that the twins were safe, and I could breathe a little easier even though the day had been crazy.

I must have been sleeping hard because something woke me. Unsure of what it was, I searched for any source of light and found very little fluttering into the darkness of the room. There was a clock, however, on the nightstand. It was a little after two in the morning.

I lay there trying to figure out what had woken me. I scrubbed my hands over my face and sighed, and that was when I felt the weight of the bed dip.

"Shhh, Little Thief, it's just me." Liam's voice came out of the dark.

I wanted to scream but didn't. There was no way I could let him think he had any sort of power over me. He would use it against me later, in some sort of way. He already had enough hanging above my head and the last thing I needed was CPS digging in my business. Not when I was managing things so well.

"What are you doing here?" I asked quietly.

"It's my bed...where did you think I would sleep?"

I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling.

"I don't know," I said.

"You knew..." he whispered. “And deep down you wanted me to come.

"No," I offered.

He hadn't made a move to touch me. There was just enough space between us that I could feel the heat coming from his body and melding with mine against the coolness of the sheets.

"Give me your hand, Nova."

"Why?"

"Just do it," he responded.

My hand had been resting against my belly, gently moving up and down with every breath that I took. I didn't want to move my hand, but slowly it almost danced its way into Liam's. Very slowly, I felt him trace my fingertips with his own.

"I admit, I've waited a long time to do this," he said.

"Do what?"

In response, he slowly peeled the sheet down and I knew on a primal level that he was completely naked. He guided my hand towards his cock and hovered there for a moment. Then I felt him raise his hips up and my hand met his hot flesh.

Holy shit,I thought.

Automatically, my hand reached out to grip him. He was hot and firm in my grasp. I heard him let out a slight gasp at my touch, but I stayed still. He wanted this and was enjoying just having my hand there.