Page 45 of Matteo
This fucking thing inside of me would have me drinking whiskey and smoking cigarettes like Mason’s did. I was in shape and I ate clean.
Fucking Boy Scout,it taunted again.
“Agent Zacharra?”
I snapped out of it; the buzzing ceased. My dark entity retreated for the time being.
Fucker,I thought.
“Yes? Sorry…” I grinned sheepishly.
“Have you ever had someone tell you your fortune?”
I paused. “Didn’t we have this conversation last night?”
Rain’s head whipped towards me, emotions flickered over her face. “Honestly, I’m trying to forget last night, babe…”
Slowly, I shook my head. “I want you to call me Matteo… and no. I’ve never had anyone read my palms or cards or anything weird…”
She rolled her eyes. “Well get ready, because you have got some weird energy coming off you…”
Does she know?He was back and I could feel how intrigued he was.
It’s impossible unless…
He sighed.Mason’s woman probably fucking said something.
I shook my head trying to clear away the thoughts. Nora wouldn’t betray us. She loved my brother and knew what exposing Corsicans could do.
Maybe, she’s psychic?I thought.
My Corsican gave a laugh.Let’s hope so…I’d hate to kill Mason’s woman.
I bit at my lip as the Corsican’s thoughts turned dark, flashes of torture sessions hitting me immediately.Hey, we’re not going to hurt Nora.
Then you better pray she’s got sixth sense.
Slowly, my eyes fixated on the motions of Rains hands as she began to shuffle the deck of cards. Her movements almost put me under some sort of trance, a spell that only she could weave. For a moment she stopped, and I watched her sip her coffee before shuffling once again.
“Say when,” she looked over offering me a grin.
We locked eyes and her hands continued to shuffle, and I watched as her tongue danced out to lick over her lips.
I was ever so grateful to be sitting beside her because I was brick hard and wanted to slide inside of her warm and waiting pussy immediately.
“When,” I murmured.
She stopped and began to make what almost appeared to be a triangle.
Rain flipped the first card over, her eyes wide and raking it over. It appeared to be The Lovers card. “This card represents you. Apparently, love is in the air. But I’m also sensing not just love but also duality. Two sides to every story…like two wolves inside of you…” She glanced over at me again as I hung onto her every word. “Be careful which one you feed.
“Interesting, lovers card, huh?
She nodded. “Anyone special in your life lately.”
I shook my head. “Nope.”
“What about the girl from the party?”
