Page 50 of His to Bedevil

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Page 50 of His to Bedevil

“Welcome home, Alejo,” Lucas says, grinning over at me.

I ignore him, though, as I make my way over to Irma and stop in front of her. Quickly assessing her, I find her in one piece just the way I left her. Although, she looks even better. Her skin has a tiny bit of color, and she’s more at ease and almost… happy. I didn’t expect her to give me a warm greeting or pretend she missed me, but I still can’t help but wish she did.

Her bright green eyes slowly lift to reach mine, and as our gazes connect, her smile fades. The instant sting throws me off-kilter and pisses me off. Just a moment ago, she was laughing with Lucas, and the mere presence of me causes her discomfort. I’ve been the one caring for and waiting on her hand and foot.

“I guess that’s my cue to leave,” my brother mumbles behind me. “I’ll see you in the morning, Alejo.”

I don’t look to see if he’s left, I just assume he does. “You seem to be enjoying your time with my brother.” The words leave my mouth before I can hold them back.

“I actually was.” She crosses her arms and glares at me.

“Do I need to remind you who you belong to?”

Her face gets red, and I can tell she’s becoming truculent.Good, I know the feeling.“What the hell is your problem?” she practically hisses through her teeth.

“If I’m going to fire an entire staff for your own insecurity, I expect you not to flirt with anyone else. Especially my own brother,” I sneer. The possessive side of me is coming to a head. The thought of her flirting with another man brings the monster out in me.

“Flirting?I was not flirting with Lucas, you psycho,” she exclaims, sounding incredulous.

“I know what I heard and what I walked into.”

“Oh my God.” She throws her hands up and shakes her head. “Because I was laughing along with him toThe Office, I wasflirting?” I frown at her, and she sighs when she realizes I’m not exactly following along. She gestures toward the screen, and I follow it. “The Office.You know, the TV show?”

I glance back down at her and shake my head. “I don’t know what that is.”

“Well, I almost feel sorry for you,” she says dryly. “It’s hilarious and happens to be my favorite show. Something you should know as myfiancé. And just so you do know, I was not at all flirting with Lucas. Even though I’d much rather have his company than yours,” she mutters the last part.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes. He’s not the one who abducted me or tortured me, nor is he the one threatening my friend’s life.” She crosses her arms again and looks away like a petulant child.

Leaning down, I cage her in with my arms, my hands on top of the back of the recliner. “You think he’s innocent in all this? You don’t see him trying to free you, do you?” That catches her attention. “You don’t think he’s paid your friend a little visit yet?” I taunt, seeing if she’ll take the bait.

She swallows hard. “You said Matches would be safe.”

“I agreed to keep him alive. I did not agree that he wouldn’t be touched. My brother is far from innocent,mi amor. He is after all the best at what he does.”

“And what’s that?” she asks quietly.

“He protects this family and what is ours. At any and all cost. Against any potential threats. If he had his way, your little friend would be dead by now.” I stand up and offer her my hand. “But lucky for you, and for yourfriend, I’m the boss.” She takes my hand, and I pull her to her feet. “Now, let’s go to bed. I’ve had a long day, and I missed you.”

We walk in silence through the estate that has fallen dark late in the night, her dainty hand engulfed in mine. I cannot wait to have my body curled around hers.

When I’m finally wrapped around my Irma in bed, I release a sigh of contentment. Burying my nose in her soft auburn hair, I quickly relax at the smell of the citrusy soap she uses. I refrained from deepening the kiss when I kissed her on the lips right before we climbed into bed. I knew that if I did, I might not have been able to stop. I might have finally snapped and taken her right then and there. Between the lack of sex and the stress I’ve been under, all I can think about is sinking my cock deep inside of Irma. I want it so badly it’s literally all I can think about.

I’m desperately trying to suppress the anger and jealousy inside of me. I was missing her like I have never missed anyone before and couldn’t wait to get back to her so I can continue to work on her, and to come home to hear her laughing with my own brother when I have not had the pleasure of hearing it myself, it pained me.

It’s Wednesday morning, and I’m taking the day off. I want to know everything Irma has been up to since I’ve been gone, and even if I had to, I wouldn’t be able to tear myself away from her. I missed her so much. Three days felt like three weeks. I can’t imagine ever being away from her when she has finally warmed up to me and we’re having sex. It’ll be physically impossible.

“So, tell me about what you’ve been doing while I was gone.” We’re sitting out on the terrace eating breakfast.

She nibbles on her food. “Lucas took me to the training facility a couple times.”

I drop my utensils with a little too much force. She flinches a little at the clatter and looks at me. “He what?” I try to keep my voice low and steady, but I’m seething inside.

“I told him I wanted to go to the gym and work out,” she says quietly, trying to read me. “Is that a problem?”

“He shouldn’t have brought you there.” I don’t want her in a room full of men like that.