Page 47 of The Bonventi Hitman

I smile and close my eyes as he rubs my hands with his thumb. I'm tempted to continue to give in to the forbidden desires that claw at me. But since that night with him, I don't know what to do. I don't know if it was a lapse in judgment, a necessary step in my undercover work and nothing else, or something I can't bring myself to think about.

Despite how I may feel about Gabriel, I must remember that I'm FBI first, Sofia second.

Right?

The thought of leaving the FBI entirely flashes through my mind, startling me, and my eyes shoot open.

"What's wrong?" Gabriel asks.

I clear my throat. "Nothing. So," I say and take a sip from my glass, "why did you bring me here, anyway?"

"Sofia, are you sure you're okay?" he presses.

"Yes. No, actually. Why haven't I seen you since our night together?" I blurt out.

The question shocks both of us.

"Why do you think?" Gabriel asks, bringing his glass to his lips.

"I'm not a mind reader. We had sex, and then, well, where does that leave us?"

Gabriel swallows hard and nods. He places his glass down on the table and slides his hand up my skirt. I'm shocked, but my body responds instantly. My legs part, allowing him to find what he's searching for.

"I told you, you belong to me. This," he says, gently running his finger up and down the outside of my panties, "belongs to me."

My chest tightens, and my breaths come out in spurts. He rubs me a few more times, and my eyes slowly close. I can't keep them open. I bite my lip and breathe in his scent.

I start to feel my wetness seep through my panties. Gabriel slides the fabric to the side, and his warm fingers play with my clit, teasing me. I grip onto the table as he slides a finger inside me, and just as I start to feel myself build, the sensation is ripped away. I open my eyes to see him licking his finger.

"Just a taste for now, Bella."

If words alone could make me come, now would be the time.

I adjust my dress and brush a few loose strands of hair out of my face.

"Don't question me. Don't second-guess me. You belong to me, and in time, you will be at my side, never allowed to leave."

"And what about Luca?" I ask as I finally slow my breathing down.

Gabriel cracks his neck in frustration.

"I will figure it out. Delicate matters, but don't worry. What I say to you stands, and I've never not gotten what I want."

He finishes his drink and checks his phone. "Time to get back to the gala."

"Can't we just stay here?" I ask.

"Soon," he says and stands. "I'll walk you back."

We walk down the hall, and suddenly Gabriel pins me against the wall. He wraps his hand around my neck and kisses me passionately. My body burns with desire. He presses into me, and I feel his cock twitch. If he pushes it, I'll let him have his way with me right here in the hallway. I don't care who comes in or who would see. I'd let him do whatever he wanted to me right now in this moment.

He pulls away, drinking me in silently. I fix myself, and we walk back to the gala entrance.

"Ah, there she is," Luca says, grabbing me forcefully. He reeks of alcohol.

I turn to look at Gabriel, but he's vanished. Panic rises in my chest.

I turn to leave, and Luca grabs my arm painfully. "Where are you off to?"