The tears the brother and sister shared weren’t for their loss; they were… for their freedom….
…Kat walked away from that door and would never look back. “I wouldn’t give him the fucking pleasure.”…
…Dominic took her hand and led her up the steps that she would never have to go back down ever again. The weight of their father leaving them the second she closed that basement door.
Taking her down the hall, he opened his bedroom door, and both of them sat down on his bed for the first time.
“You can have my room now. If there’s anything you want from yours, we can bring it up her—”
“No,” she stopped him harshly before she softened her voice and wiped some more tears away. “I don’t want anything from down there up here.”
Understanding, Dominic nodded.
The two sat there in the quiet for a long time seeming to be still numb from the news.
“What do I do now?” she asked, not knowing how to proceed with her own life. It was something she never got to have before. “I don’t even know who I am.”
His hazel eyes looked into hers, wanting her to grasp something. “You get to be and do whatever you want, Katarina.”
Kat looked down at herself, her finger picking up a piece of her pale blond hair. “Can I dye my hair?”
Her brother laughed, putting his arm over her shoulder to pull her close to him. “Yes, if you want.”
“What color do you think I should dye it?” she asked, smiling for the first time in what seemed like forever.
“Hmm.” Dominic thought for a moment as he stared down at her. “I’ve always liked you in pink.”
Thirty-Seven
Why Can’t You Just Fuck M-?
Katarina came down the steps with her hair still damp from the shower she’d had to take the second she got home. When she came back, Drago had given her space, somehow instinctively knowing she needed it, but seeing him in the kitchen finishing up his protein shake, she found herself heading toward him.
There was something about the way he was standing there alone that brought an ache to her chest. Walking up behind him, she hesitated before she broke the air of isolation that was so much a part of him. That he hadn’t turned around at her approach showed that he was beginning to trust to her. Drago didn’t let anyone come up behind his back; he always seemed to be prepared for someone to pull a gun on him.
Sliding her arms around his waist, she didn’t feel an ounce of fat underneath the expensive material of his shirt as she laid her cheek on the back of his suit jacket. She expected him to jerk away from her touch, but he didn’t.
Drago clamped a hand down on her wrist, pulling her around to face him. The flames in his eyes highlighted the hint of red slumbering in their depths “You okay, Kitty Kat?”
“Yes.” She just needed to feel something good.
“What happened to the pink?” he asked, picking up a thick strand of hair that was no longer the pale shade of pink he had always seen but now a pale shade of blond.
Lately, she hadn’t been using the pink conditioner in the shower that helped keep it that color. Not seeing one Caruso girl who looked and dressed like her, she’d started to feel more self-conscious of her look. “I thought you might like it better this way.”
“I like the blond.” He dropped the strand of hair, then leaned down close to her lips. “But I really liked the pink.”
Kat smiled as excitement coursed through her veins at being so close to him. She reached up. It was the first time she sought his lips with hers.
He let their kiss only last for a few seconds before his mouth had other plans, going to the base of her throat. His tongue twirled at the pulse that skipped a beat at how good it felt.
Quickly, she realized Drago didn’t have to use a gun against his enemies; his tongue was his real weapon. She felt his hands slide down to right below her ass, and found herself wrapping her legs around him as she was abruptly picked up high in the air and taken to the couch, then carefully placed down.
Kat didn’t care what he wanted to do to her next, only that he would do something to release the burn that was beginning to hurt between her legs. With her devil eyes staring into his, it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced as he dragged her shorts and panties down.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she only closed her eyes for a second when the air left her lungs at the suddenness of warm heat latching on to her clit. Startled, she stared down to see Drago’s eyes watching her expression as he continued sucking. She felt like maybe she should feel slightly embarrassed to have a man between her legs for the first time, but she wasn’t. Instead, what she was letting Drago do only filled her with more pleasure, one she felt she could not escape while her body begged for more.