Chapter 110 Leaving The House
Lila POV
I moved my body against his before placing my palm over his hand. Slowly, I removed his grip on my hip and moved his palm up my body, over my belly, gently brushing it against both my breasts. He started to rock behind me, rubbing his cock against my ass, and as I placed his hand around my neck, pushing his fingers into my skin, he groaned and bit my shoulder. He needed no guidance from me as he began to squeeze my throat. I loved it. My body hummed with desire, the blood in my veins intoxicated with adrenaline and lust.
Soft lips traced all along my neck before sucking my earlobe into his mouth, letting it go with a pop. “Do not tease me, little pet.”
His grip around my throat tightened, and my core clenched tight. The need to have this, to experience the darkness with him again, had my lust pooled between my legs. “Please, master.”
It happened so fast I didn’t have time to realize what was happening until he had me bent over the table, my paint supplies falling all around us. He took both my arms and pinned them behind my back, forcing my face down on the cherrywood table.
He leaned over me, his cock pressing hard and heavy against my ass. “I told you, not until my child is born. Only then will I let the beast come out to play. So I suggest you stop teasing me, for when the day comes that I no longer have to share your body with my child, I will have my way with you, little mouse and you will bleed for me once again.” He gave a hard thrust against my ass, causing me to moan before letting go of me and stepping back.
My wrists hurt, the skin of my hips sensitive, but I fucking loved it. I straightened and watched as Nico adjusted his pants, his cock pressed hard against his zipper. “It seems that you need help with that,” I teased.
He slanted his dark brows inward, the scar moving along his eyes. “It seems that I do but unfortunately, I have some other pressing matters I need to attend to, which is why I was looking for you. I have a meeting I need to go to, so I won’t be around tonight.”
I stiffened ever since we got here, Nico had never left the estate, never left me. He arranged all his business meetings to take place here, so why would he not do the same with this meeting?
“Where are you going?” My voice was soft, lacking confidence since I wasn’t sure if I had the right to ask that question.
He straightened his suit jacket sleeves. “The meeting is taking place at one of my clubs.”
“Your clubs?”
“Yes.”
“You own clubs?”
His lips curled up at the corners. “I’m not just a mobster, Lila.”
My mind reeled. “It just never occurred to me”
“What? That I had other interests that weren’t illegal?”
“Well…yes.”
Casually, he placed his hands in his pants pockets. “When my father and brother were still alive, I never thought I’d take over the family business, so I created my own.”
I leaned back on the table. “How many clubs do you own?”
“six.”
“Strip clubs?”
An amused grin crossed his face. “Night clubs.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
He moved toward me. “It never came up.”
“It never came up because you never told me.”
Dark eyes searched my face. “I’m sorry. I was too busy trying to keep you from being killed.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, not amused by the fact that he tossed my own words back at me. I slanted my head to the side. “Oh right, that was after you actually tried to kill me.”
“Correction.” He held up his finger. “I never tried to kill you.”
“Well, you planned to kill me.”
He feigned a look of thought. “True.” His gaze found mine as he reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear. “But never make the mistake of thinking that I’d have to try to kill you, little mouse. If I wanted you dead, you would be.”
And there he was the charismatic, deceivingly dangerous mobster. The man who captivated me in more ways than one. The man who gave me no choice but to fall in love with him.
There was still something about him that scared me, but that was the part of him I loved the most. Unpredictable, yet thrilling. Unsafe, yet magnetic.
With squared shoulders and my gaze pinned on him, I stepped up, leaving only a few inches between us. “I want to see it.”
“See what?”
“One of your clubs, take me with you to this meeting of yours.”
He moved back, his face showing me what the odds were of him taking me with him, zero.
“No.” His tone set the finality in his answer.
“Why not?”
“You know why.”
“I need to get out also. I’ve been within these walls for weeks, and it’s starting to drive me crazy.”
“Then I’ll arrange for a therapist to come and see you, help you with the crazy, because you are not setting foot off this estate.”
He turned his back on me and walked to the door, opening it but desperation made tears prickle my eyes.
“Please,” I called out after him, and he paused. “Please, Nico. Just once. I won’t ask you again.”
“I can’t allow it, Lila. I will not risk you or our child.”
“I’ll agree to any condition you have. Please.”
A few seconds went by with him just standing there, his back toward me. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew the odds were against me.
He slammed the door shut before turning around to face me. “You and our child are the most important parts of my life. If anything had to happen to you or our baby, I don’t know what I’d do.”
“Nothing will happen. I just want to get out…just for a little while.”
I could see how conflicted he was, how he was struggling with his need to protect me against his need to give me what I wanted. It was probably selfish of me to put him in such a position, but I was desperate.
His eyes grew even darker, worry lines forming on his forehead. “Do you know what you’re asking of me?”
I walked closer to him. “I do and forgive me but I can’t stay between these walls any longer. I swear I won’t do anything that would put me or our baby at risk. I swear.”
He searched my face, his jaw taut. “Just this once.”
My body literally sagged with relief, excitement causing my heart to race. “Thank you, Nico.”