He stands, buttoning his suit jacket, and then walks around his desk. I go to leave, but he reaches out and grabs my upper arm, pulling me into him.
“Luca …”
“Do you need me to fuck you?” he asks, cupping my face. “Is that why you came barging in here?” His eyes roam my disheveled hair and the oversized T-shirt I wear. I didn’t know there would always be so many people here at the house. Now I know to always be covered up when I leave the bedroom.
“No.”
He cocks an eyebrow. “Are you sure? Because you were looking at Bones like you were in the mood for dick.”
I swallow nervously and look away from him.
He grips my chin and forces my attention back up at him. “Is that what you want, Haven?” He lets go of my chin and trails his knuckles down my neck. “Want me to call Bones back in here so he can bend you over the desk and fuck you?”
My eyes narrow up at him, and my chest tightens.
His eyes darken. “Or maybe I should call him back in here so he can watch me fuck you.”
“Fuck you, Luca!” I shout, slamming my fists into his chest.
He grips my wrist and places my hand to his slacks. He’s hard, and my already wet pussy tightens. “Hmm?” he asks. “Were you remembering the time we watched him fuck Emilee?”
“Luca …” His name is whispered, and a slow smile spreads across his face. If he was guessing, he just got his answer.
He reaches down and raises the hem of his shirt that I wear. His brows rise when he sees I’m not wearing anything underneath. I close my eyes in embarrassment.
“You were thinking of him and her.”
“Luca …?”
“As much fun as that was, I want you to know that will never happen again, Haven,” he growls.
I nod.
“You belong to me. And I won’t share you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Not with him. Not with anyone. I will be the only one to see you come. To see my cock in your mouth. Or in your pussy.”
“Please,” I beg, not sure what I’m begging for.
“You need me, baby? Is that why you barged in here?” He doesn’t wait for me to answer. He grips the back of my neck and shoves me over the desk. I breathe onto the surface as I hear him unzip his pants. He fucks me, violently. He doesn’t cover my mouth as I scream out his name, and I know he did it on purpose. He wanted the house to hear him dominate me. And I was one hundred percent okay with it.
LUCA
Haven exits my office as Bones re-enters. He sits down in the seat across from my desk and crosses his arms across his chest.
My office now smells of sex, and I’m still hard. I could totally go another round, but I have work to do. I have a feeling I won’t get shit done now that she’s living here with me.
“You were saying?” I clear my throat.
“Word on the street is that retaliation is coming your way.”
This is why we intertwine our lives and business with the Kings. They have eyes and ears everywhere. They reach places we can’t.
I lean back in my chair. “We knew it would happen.” You don’t slaughter six men and expect to get away with it. It’s taken time for them to rebuild their army, and I took out their frontline. Leaving their dismembered bodies behind didn’t sit well with them. “They have sat on their asses long enough. I figured our appearance at the wedding chapel would get our message across.”
He nods, and his eyes slide to the closed door before they return to me.
“What?” I ask.
“Haven.”
“What about her?” I ask, sitting up straighter. Was he daydreaming about me fucking her too? That was all fun and games when we were younger, but I was telling her the truth when I said it wouldn’t ever happen again.
He leans forward, placing his tatted arms on the surface of my desk. “My father always says, ‘Show me a man in love, and I’ll show you his greatest weakness.’”
I tilt my head to the side. “You think they’ll go for her?” It’s not unrealistic.
“You did just announce your engagement. It’s all over the papers and on social media.” He sits back. “It’s exactly what I would do. A woman is helpless compared to a man. Especially one with no training.”
“I have guards on her.” Rossi will never get the opportunity to touch her.
He arches a brow. “Are they enough?”
I slam my fists down on the desk, not happy about him second-guessing me. “Of course.”
“Enough to bet her life on?” He goes on.
“Bones!”
He shrugs. Bones doesn’t give a fuck. He has a careless attitude. Only three people matter to him and that’s the Kings. And his Kingdom. Anyone else is fair game, women included. As he said, they are easy targets.