Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Dropping her to the bed, he removed his jacket, stripping down naked before tackling her clothes. She ran her hands up his chest as he got her naked before he shoved her back down to the bed.
Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them above her head, smiling down at her.
“I just want to make one thing clear.”
“What?”
“When we’re together and you’re underneath me, then I’m the one that is in charge. I’m going to be the one to take care of you.”
“Okay.”
“I want you to quit your job.”
She shook her head. “No, that’s not going to happen.”
“Arika.”
“No. You’re this big mafia dude and fine, whatever. If something happens to you and I’m left alone, I’ve got no way to protect myself. I know my apartment’s small and that my furniture is on the worn side, but I can afford this. I’m not going to stop working because you want me to.”
“Even if I offer to send you to college full-time?”
He saw the temptation there, and she surprised him when she shook her head.
“You don’t want that?”
“I’d love that, but I’m not changing my plan. I’m sorry, Vincenzo, but that’s the way it has to be. I don’t want to quit work. I’m not with you to take care of me. I’m with you because I like you, a lot.”
He reached between them, grabbing his dick and sliding it between her wet slit. Bumping her clit, he moved down, finding her entrance and then filling her in one hard thrust, making them both cry out. “It’s like you were made for me, baby. All me and no one else.”
“Please,” she said.
“I’ll let you keep your job, but you will live somewhere else.” He pulled out of her and slammed in deep again.
“This is my place.”
“I will protect you how I see fit. Keep your job, but you will let me protect you. Those locks are not enough.”
“Please, Vincenzo, I don’t need your protection.”
“To be mine, you will do this. I’ll let you keep your job, but not this. A compromise.”
He saw her grit her teeth.
“My job or my apartment?”
“Yes. I think I’m being rather considerate, don’t you?”
“No.”
“Well, it’s one or the other. Pick.” He fucked her hard, watching her struggle to form the words. She was stunning to watch. She belonged all to him. He’d never had a woman that was his before, and he liked it.
“I’ll keep my job,” she said.
“Good. We’ll start hunting for a new place for you tomorrow. For now, I want you to come.” He reached between her thighs and started to stroke her, feeling her pussy tighten around him. Her tits shook as he pushed her toward orgasm, and seeing her come apart, that was a sight to behold.
He would do everything in his power to protect her, to keep his world from ever touching her. Nothing could happen to her. When he was with her, she kept his own demons at bay, and that thrilled him more than anything. He’d tried to keep his distance, to not see her. It hadn’t happened. He couldn’t stay away.
So now he’d find a way to make a life with her while keeping her safe.
What could possibly go wrong?
****
Arika looked at the third apartment that Vincenzo had dragged her to. Waking up that morning with him still in her bed had been a little surreal. He’d not slept in the same bed as she had when they were together, so she wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it.
The real estate agent was yammering away, flirting with him to no end. When they first met up over two hours ago, she’d called her the sister. When Vincenzo had taken her hand, pressed a kiss to her knuckles and said she wasn’t his sister but his woman, her stomach had done little flutters. Of course, the woman had looked shocked. Why wouldn’t she be?
Arika was the plain woman who’d snagged herself a handsome man.
Keeping her distance, she looked at the large space. There was no furniture in sight. Moving toward the window, she saw the pool at the back where several men, women, and children were already enjoying the weather.
“How much is this place to rent?” she asked, interrupting whatever they’d been taking about.
The agent looked at Vincenzo with a smile. “This is not a rental property.”
“I’m not looking to rent something,” Vincenzo said, moving toward her, wrapping his arms around her.
“I can only afford rentals. I thought we were clear on that.” She had tried this morning to compromise and negotiate what he was spending on her.
She didn’t want him to throw away good money if he became bored for whatever reason.
“Arika, I listened, but I didn’t pay attention. I want you to have the best. You like the pool?” he asked, looking over her shoulder.
“How much is this to buy?”