Chapter 23

I woke up feeling someone pressed up against me, an arm over my waist and our feet a tangled mess. Following the hand to the face of the person, I was now looking at a sleeping Layla.

I couldn't help but admire her as she slept. She was the first woman that I have ever shared a bed with. I never allowed any other woman to sleep in my bed before, but here she was sound asleep.

She was different from the other girls I usually slept with. I might be holding her against her will, but I was sure that she wasn't sleeping with me for my money or I hoped she wasn't.

Last night when I saw that motherfucker's hand all her, I lost it. How dare he touch what was mine?

All I saw was red. If it wasn't for Luca, I probably would have killed that fucker. I was still itching to do it, but at the same time I needed him alive. He was my leverage against his bastard of a father, Boris.

I knew how much Boris loves his son and holding him captive while I beat the shit out of him would be the highlight of my day.

I needed answers. Answers that I wasn't sure I was going to get from his son. But if I can't get it from him, then I'm sure his father would be more than willing to cooperate to get back his wimp of a son.

I have no idea how Boris plan to leave his empire to an idiot. That kid had no idea how to run shit. He couldn't even take care of his fucking self. How the hell was he going to take care of hundreds of men.

Enough of that asshole, I thought as I focused back on this angel in my arms.

I'm not going to lie, but I enjoyed every second of last night with her. I was surprised when she made the first move, but nonetheless impressed.

I was hesitant to go all the way with her, but I just wanted to fuck her so bad I couldn't help myself. She was so fucking tight; I had to fight back the urge to come too quickly.

She was beautiful. That dress that she had on last night showed off all her curves. I didn't want to send her in that club all alone, where I knew all those horny drunk men could see her. I was the only who should see her like that.

I had no idea why I was so possessive over her. All I had ever wanted since that night in the bar was to fuck her and now that I had gotten a taste, I wanted more.

I didn't expect to want her so much. I was just planning on screwing her and then throw her away like a used cloth. Now that has changed because I wanted her.

I have never cared for anyone apart from my mother and sister, but I cared for her. I cared way more than I should have or would like to admit.

It was a scary thing having feelings for someone that's supposed to hate you. It was scary having feelings at all.

Could she ever feel something for me too?

Probably not.

It was now 8am and I had business to take care of. Untangling myself from her, I got out of bed and made way to the bathroom. Taking a quick shower, I got dressed and made my way to the basement.

I had my men move Alessandro to the basement. I couldn't have Layla take him here, because then he would have known something was up and I didn't want him to hurt her.

"Boss" one of my men guarding the interrogation room said as I walked up to the door.

I nodded in acknowledgement and opened the door.

"Finally!" Luca said with a knowing smile.

Ignoring him I turned my attention to the man I wanted to kill so badly.

"Alessandro, we meet again" I said with a smirk, taking a seat at the empty chair before him.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked with a smirk of his own.

"I have some questions that you're going to answer"

"And why would I do that?" he asked, giving me a challenging look.

"Because if you don't, then I'd be forced to kill you"

"You can't do that. We have a treaty" he countered.

"Do we now? I had no idea" I feign innocence.

"What do you want?"

"I want to know why your father thought that it was a good idea to steal from me"

"I have no idea what you're taking about, but what I do know is that bitch of yours sure knows how to use that mouth" he answered in a mocking tone.

"I can see why you keep her around. When she wrapped her lips around my-" he didn't get to finish his sentence as I punched him in the nose, no doubt breaking it.

"You want to know the best part? The best part is when she swirls her tongue around-" Again I punched him the jaw.

This time I didn't stop. He was bound to the chair so he couldn't block any of my hits. I kept punching him not holding anything back.

I knew that he was trying to get under my skin and it was working.

"ENOUGH!" Luca shouted as he tried to pull me away from the fucker.

"If you don't stop, you're going to kill him" he continued.

"That's the point" I said fighting against his hold.

He had successfully managed to drag me out of the room as the motherfucker laughed like a fucking maniac.

I wanted so badly to kill him.

I didn't care about the information at this point.

No one talked about my girl like that. No one.

"You need to calm down" Luca suggested.

"I am fucking calm" I snapped.

I couldn't stay down here any longer, or else I was sure to kill someone. Without a second thought I left the room and decided to go check on my Layla.

I walked inside the room to find it empty. She wasn't here. I checked the bathroom and she wasn't in there either.

Maybe she went back to her room.

With that thought, I went to her room and open the door without her permission. She was on her bed crying.

Why was she crying?

I hated being around women when they were crying because I had no idea how to deal with these situations.

Walking over to her, I sat at the edge of the bed.

"Go away" She said in a shaky voice.

"Why are you crying?" I asked instead.

"What are you doing in here?" she changed to subject.

"I came to check on you."

"Why, so you can laugh in my face?"

What was she talking about? Why was she acting this way?

"Why would I laugh in your face?" I asked confused.

"Drop the act. You got what you want, there's no need for you to pretend like you care" she snapped.

See what I mean?

Women were confusing.

"What are you talking about?" I asked even more confused than before.

"I know that you were only nice to me so that you could fuck-" I shut her up with a kiss.

So that was what this was all about. She thought I was using her. I was using her, but somewhere along the way I learned to care for her.

This was all new to me. I had no idea what I was doing, but one thing I knew for sure was that I wanted her. I wasn't going to let her leave, even if I have to tie her to a bed for her to stay.

"I don't want you using such foul language Tesoro" I whispered against her lips.

She pulled me down on the bed and straddled my lap.

See?

Confusing.

One minute she's cry and the next minute she's straddling my lap.

"Tesoro, don't start something you can't finish"

"Who says I can't finish it?" she asked batting her eyelashes innocently.

She leaned down and kissed me hard. I groaned into the kiss as she moaned in response.

I pulled away, not wanting to get carried away. I knew she was sore and I didn't want to hurt her, but she had other plans.

She crawled down my lap and began unbuckling my belt. After she was done with that, she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my zipper.

"Tesoro, what are you doing?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"Shah" she replied as she began pulling down my pants.

After my pants was off, she then proceeded to pull down my underwear.

What was she doing?

My question was answered when she wrapped her hands around my shaft.

"Fuck" I said breathing heavily.

She moved her hands up and down my shaft slowly at first before she sped up her movements. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed her warm soft hands pleasuring me.

Suddenly I felt something wet and warm at the tip. I shot my eyes opened and was surprised to see her tongue swirling around the head of my cock. Then she lowered her head even more so that her mouth was wrapped around the tip.

I groaned in appreciation as she continued, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked me off.

Fuck. This felt so good.

Too good.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that she was a pro.

"Just like that" I said as I held her head in place, fucking her mouth.

She was moaning around my cock and that was driving me crazy.

"Sweetheart I'm close" I said as warning.

"Come in my mouth" was her simple reply as she went back to driving me crazy with her mouth.

She used her hands to play with my balls as she continues bobbing her head.

My balls tightened in her hands as I shot my load down her throat. Even then she continued to suck me until she drained every last drop of cum.

Pulling back, she licked her lips as she smiled down at me.

I flipped us over so that I was the one on top.

"My turn" I said as I went on to pleasuring her.