Page 71 of Dancing with the Devil

“Absolutely, De Luca.”

There was a knock on the door, and I gripped the edge of his desk, pulling myself forward, crossing my hands on his desk. “Come inside!” I called out and his head snapped to me. “What? I’m in the chair, so I get to call the shots.”

He smiled approvingly and the door opened. A woman.Of course.

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“Whatever,” I mimicked her high-pitched voice as she stomped out of his office, closing the door behind herself. When is this mannotsurrounded by women. Correction—businesspartners.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous,” he said—as I stood beside him; arms crossed, after telling her that she can’t speak to my fiancé at these inappropriate hours. He tugged me closer and I scoffed.

“No,” I steadied myself. “I’m a grown woman. I don’t getjealous,” I lied straight through my teeth.

He smiled down at me as he cupped the side of my face and caressed my cheek. “You can’t lie to me,” he reminded me, dragging his other hand from my hip to my waist. He pulled me toward him and my breasts lightly brushed against his chest.

My heart rate picked up as my eyes dropped to his lips, with my breath hitching as he stood pressed up against me.

“I wasn’t—”

“You were,” he cut me off, his face inching closer to mine.

“Like I said… her visiting you at this hour is inappropriate. That’s it.”

Unintentionally, I inhaled his scent and my knees grew weak as my stomach tingled. My body buzzed with warmth at the close contact with him.

“My business partners are used to coming at this hour. It’s become normal to us.”

“Well, then why didn’t you stop her?” I snapped back and he grinned, lowering his lips to my ear.

“Because I’d much rather be alone in here withyou,” he whispered and I could feel the pulsing between my legs begin.

I sucked in a quick breath as he grabbed the back of my thighs, lifting me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He carefully placed me on his desk and gripped the top of my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge.Ohhh, boy.

CHAPTER 15

Nirah

“HM,” I SCOFFED, trying to brush off his words but it was fucking hard with him being this close to me.

His lips gently brushed my cheek, stopping at my ear. My lips slightly parted as I closed my eyes.

“Are you okay with other women touching me,tesoro?” he asked, placing a soft, gentle kiss against my ear.No. “Are you okay with my lips touching another woman’s?” He ran both hands up my thighs and gripped my waist.Of course not.“Are you okay withmetouchingthem?” he asked and slowly moved his hands to my ass, pulling me toward him, and my eyes felt heavy.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding him to me. He placed soft kisses against my ear, then up my jaw, and stopped with one on the corner of my mouth. “Answer me.”

His lips brushed mine, and suddenly, goosebumps spread across my skin. “No. I’m not,” I confidently replied.

He removed his hand from my ass to lift my chin and slowly dragged his thumb across my bottom lip.

“If your lips touch anyone else’s,” he slowly said, and my lips slightly parted. “I’ll deliver their heads to you in a box,” hecupped my face with both hands. “Jordan’s included. I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”

I swallowed a lump in my throat, nodding in understanding.Yes, fucking, sir.

“And, if you ever choose anyone else over me again,” he began, his demeanor having shifted to something different.Sinister. “I’ll bury the two of you side-by-side,” he slowly said, and my heart nearly dropped. “Alive,” he whispered and I squeezed my thighs together.Oh, that’s fucked up—what is he doing to me?

I removed his hands from my face, and he placed them down flat on the desk, hovering his lips mere inches from mine. “You’re fucked up, De Luca,” I admitted and his tongue shortly darted out to wet his bottom lip.