Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
“Baby doll, that’s the best time to have sex. You’re a wildcat in bed, but you’re even better when you’re pissed,” he purrs. She starts beating on him again and the bastard starts whistling.
“You fucking asshole put me down!” she yells, just as the door closes.
“He’s never going to tame her,” Ghost says. It’s then I realize that his voice is hoarse and almost sound strained at times.
“He sure ain’t. Those two go at it constantly,” Shadow laughs. “I happen to think that’s why he chose her, though. EZ is a little insane.”
“My old Prez in Miami—Marcum—was the same way.”
“Well, if we’re done for the night, I’m going to get in bed. Eli, in the morning set up a conference call with me, EZ, Victorio, Niko and Antonio, then fix it so we can add the Levkins and set them up about thirty minutes later. It will need to be tomorrow evening when we get back to Greece.”
“I can do that in the morning, as soon as we get off the plane,” he says.
“Yeah, Eli, Sebastian and I are going back tonight on Antonio’s jet. Victorio arranged it. We’re going to take Cirillo with us. That way he’s not in the same plane as Helena. I think she’s had enough of him,” Gio explains.
“That’s good. Call me when you get underway and watch your backs.”
“You know it,” he says.
I say my goodbyes to my brother and bid the others goodnight, then walk back toward the room Helena is in. It’s been so long since she’s been in the bed beside me, I can hardly wait. I don’t think I’ve slept more than a couple hours a night since she left me. Zane is at the door when I get back. I nod. I don’t know him as well, but he seems to contain himself a little better than Levi around my woman. “You’re off for the night,” I tell him.
“You got it,” he says.
I watch him walk away before slipping inside and locking the door. I strip down quickly and slide into bed behind Helena, spooning her body and pulling her back into me. She’s got on pajamas. I’m not a fan. I’d rather have her naked, but I can wait until we’re in our bed back home.
“Hey, honey, is everything is okay?” she asks, her voice filled with sleepiness and warmth.
“Yeah, baby. Just seeing to some last-minute shit before we head back in the morning.”
“That sounds good. There’s so much I want to talk about with you, but I’m so tired.”
“You’ve had a hard day, Ena. Get some sleep. Besides, we’re leaving extremely early in the morning. I want to get you back home.”
“Honey, I’m not sure that’s doable. I have an apartment here and all the stuff in it—”
“Victorio had some men clean it out and pack your stuff, Princess. It’s already on the jet except for an outfit of clothes that’s lying on the dresser over there. I told them to find something comfortable for you to wear home.”
She sighs out. “I forgot how talented you are at taking over.” She doesn’t sound all that happy about it either.
“I just want you home where I can take care of you,” I answer honestly. I stretch my neck so that I can kiss her swollen eye. “I’m going to make that motherfucker pay for doing this to you, Ena.”
“Marco—”
“Don’t worry. It’s not your job to worry. I’m going to make it where that bastard never bothers you again.”
“Honey, he’s not worth you getting into trouble over.
I laugh, moving so I can kiss the outer area of her ears. “Are you worried about me, baby?” I’m joking and teasing her, but it’s clear with her next words that she’s not in the mood for that.
“I thought I had lost you forever tonight, Marco. I don’t ever want to experience feeling like that again.”
My heart stutters in my chest. “You’re never going to lose me my love. I’m right here with you and I’m not leaving,” I vow.
“I love you, Marco. I’m so sorry I ran away.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t here to rescue you. It almost killed me, but I can swear to you that I’m never going to be without you again.”
“I really like the sound of that.”
“I do, too.”
She turns so she’s on her back and my lips finds hers. I groan as we connect, giving myself over to our kiss. I’ve ached without her, and the kiss is gentle—I need to be careful with her injury—still as the taste of her mouth explodes around my tongue, I know there’s never been anything better.
“You know, you could make love to me. I wouldn’t complain at all,” she tempts me.
“I’m not doing that until you’re home and healed better.”
“Marco!” she protests.
“Honest to God, baby, I don’t think I have it in me to be gentle right now and that’s what you need, Helena.”