Chapter 105

Lucky

Having his arms around me was like coming home. The scent of his masculinity enveloped my senses with the faint aroma of cinnamon and musk. My favorite scent. He is my home that is for sure.

We arrive to the top of the steps and his hostess greets me with a blanket. Even though it is sweltering heat outside I can feel my body shaking and cold. The shock of everything it would seem, has caught me up.

“Miss Gianluca, welcome aboard. I will get you a stiff drink of Macallan and a sweet cup of tea,” she tells me.

“Thank you,” I manage as Nico guides me with a hand to the small of my back to the sumptuous seating area.

“We need to buckle up for take off then Lucky you must shower and sleep for the few hours back to Atlanta.”

I nod as I sit down, he sits beside me and leans across to place my seat belt around my waist and to secure it. His body is warm as I lean into him for security and warmth. Then he pulls the blanket further around me.

“It is so good to see you, Lucky. I was worried sick when you went missing and feared for you. This is all my fault and I don’t know what I can say to take away everything you have been through.” The look of concern on his face will be etched on my memory forever.

It is clear to see that Nico blames himself entirely for this situation. “Nico, it is not your fault. It could have happened to me anytime. What? Do you think that somebody wouldn’t have tried to take me at some point being the daughter of a Gianluca family head? Please don’t beat yourself up for this.” I am trying to reassure him but it doesn’t seem to be working.

I can see into his troubled eyes, and into the depths of his soul that he is battered and raged with emotions that render him powerless to what has happened.

“Let’s move forward from this Nico. I know you will keep me safe and protected. Yelena is out of the picture and somebody else trying to do the same thing is highly unlikely.” Even I know that is not true.

A man like Nico has amassed many enemies over the years and one by one they will try to come for him.

He leans his head towards mine and gently places his soft lips to my lips. The touch of him warms through my body as I allow him to slide his tongue into my mouth. He tastes of fresh mint and coffee. Our tongues find each other’s, the familiarity hits me and I know that Nico will protect me with his own life. This man would die for me.

The hostess arrives carrying a tray with a crystal glass on it, two fingers of the rich, gold Macallan liquid. “Thank you,” I say as Nico takes the glass and hands it to me.

As I swallow the burn stings the back of my throat, yet the warmth floods my insides like a heated blanket on a bitterly, cold night. “I will bring your tea shortly once we have wheels up,” she tells me. I nod.

“Two more Macallan’s please,” Nico says still not releasing his arm from around my shoulders.

Tony takes a seat on the other side of us. “Good to see you safe, Lucky. Is there anything you need right now?”

“No, thank you, Tony and for helping to save me. I know you would have been heading the team up. I’m fine, honestly. A bit shaken and in need of a shower and some rest. I will be okay.” Will I be okay though? Will the nightmares come to haunt me? Will I always be looking over my shoulder for the next person to try the luck to stab Nico in the heart?

Twenty minutes later and I am under the warm running water of the shower. I stand there letting it soak me from the roots of my hair down to my feet. The feeling is sensational as it brings my cold body back to life. Washing my hair seems to be a huge effort as my arms feel weak and listless, my entire body is crashing and there is nothing I can do about it.

The door to the private bathroom on board opens and Nico leans against it. His form big, muscular and sexy as he looks at me with those intense, blue eyes of his. “Do you want me to wash your hair, Princess?”

I know he isn’t angling for shower sex which I am definitely not up to right now. “It’s good, I’ve got it,” I tell him. He reaches for one of the large, white fluffy bath sheets and holds it draped over his arm whilst he waits for me to finish.

The appreciation of my toned body is evident in his eyes. I glance down to his crotch and can see he is sporting an erection. My lips form a smile. “I see you are as lustful as ever,” I tell him.

“You are a beautiful woman, Lucky Gianluca. What can I say? But now is not the right time. You will rest and rest some more when we get home to Atlanta.”

I finish rinsing the conditioner from my hair and open the shower door. Nico comes towards me and holds the bath sheet open then wraps me in it. I tuck one end into the other. Nico takes a smaller towel off the heated rail and leads me by the hand to the large bed.

“Sit, I will towel dry your hair for you, Princess.” His voice is soft as silk, like a caress. It makes my body tingle and my nipples pebble.

“Are you sure about the no sex thing right now?” I tease him as I take a seat cross legged in the middle of the bed. Nico comes behind me and stretches his long, muscular legs either side of my body and begins to towel dry my hair. It feels luxurious as he treats me like I am China.

His breath tickles my neck as he begins to plant gentle kisses up and down then across my exposed shoulder. “No sex, Lucky not for a few days. You have been through too much.”

“Spoil sport,” I reply. He bites the fleshy part of my shoulder playfully. I let out a small yelp.

“Don’t you worry, Princess. When you are rested plentiful, I will let you sit on my cock and ride me as much as you like. You can use and abuse me.”

Oo, I love the sound of that!