“You didn’t say no.”
“Of course not.”
“You like the idea enough to get wet just hearing it.”
To prove it, he swipes two fingers between my pussy lips then trails them over my asshole.
“Don’t get yourself off in the shower, little one. I’ll know.”
I don’t believe that since I’ll dry off with a towel, and I’ll be horny and ready to fuck regardless of whether I get off before tonight.
He fists my hair and draws my head back as he leans over me, bringing his lips beside my ear. He grinds his cock against my ass.
“You don’t believe me. You think I won’t know. There’s nothing about your body you can hide from me, Maddy. Youknow you’d confess if I asked because you won’t enjoy how I edge you if you refuse to answer or lie to me.”
“And if you come up here to shower alone later? I’ll know if you get yourself off.”
“Because you think I’ll need time to recover between rounds? You know you keep me hard even after I come. I won’t do it because I have no interest in having an orgasm without you to come on or in.”
Come on.
He’d mark me, and I love that idea.
“Get in the shower or bath, little one. Your naked body and this conversation are too tempting.”
I shake my ass against him before straightening. He squeezes it with both hands hard enough to make me gasp, but I don’t shy away. When he lets go and turns, I step around him. I watch him leave the bedroom as I walk into the bathroom. I stand under the showerhead for far longer than I usually do. But the feel of the water running over me soothes me. There’s masculine body wash and shampoo on the built-in shelf. There’re also travel-size bottles of women’s shampoo, conditioner, face cleanser, and a neutral-scented body wash. Two shower poofs hang on a hook. Elle was thoughtful and quick.
It feels good to scrub my hair, face, and body. It’s a fresh start to a complicated and exhausting day. As I dry myself, knowing the bed is on the other side of the bathroom door tempts me. No one needs me, and Javi knows I’m safe up here. I hang up the towels and walk out to the bed. I’m about to pick a pair of yoga pants and an oversized shirt when I wonder about the time. I don’t want to be up all night if I nap too late. I pull my phone from my shorts pocket where I shoved it at some point.
It’s already nearly evening, so it’s way too late for a nap. My shoulders sag. Sleep would be a better escape than just a shower. I’m about to put it away when it vibrates. This is the same burnerthat calls to my real phone get forwarded to. I scooped it up before I left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen at the estate. Javi never got a chance to dispose of it like he offered. That’s the only reason I answer when I recognize the number.
Chapter Twenty-One
Maddy
“You can run, but you can’t hide, Madeline.”
I say nothing, instead, scrambling to get clothes on.
“Bad day? It’s unfortunate Luciana’s old love nest didn’t survive the drones I sent.”
Did he blow up the house once we left? We heard no explosions. He’s probably just taunting me.
“I won’t stop until you come home, Madeline. I’ll punish you, then we’ll move on. But if you stay with that piece of shit, I’ll kill him in front of you. You’re not the only one who’s been busy today. Your niece and nephew are adorable.”
My phone vibrates again as a text comes through. I dread opening it, but I have to know. There’s a photo of Laura walking with her twins, each holding one of her hands. They’re headed into the grocery store. I can see the guards with them, but it still rattles me.
Once I’m decent, I rush down the hallway. I mute the call as I dash past Elle, my finger to my lips as I shake my head because she greeted me. I know where Enrique’s office is, so I knock once before opening the door. The men rise as I thrust out my hand,the phone held screen up on my palm. Drew’s still talking as Javi comes to stand beside me.
“Konstantin begged for the cinnamon applesauce Auntie Christina lets him have. Laura’s too much of a bitch and makes her kids have the unsweetened shit.”
Christina only lets them have the unsweetened cinnamon, but neither of the twins is old enough to read and know that. Why that’s the detail caught in my mind is beyond me. Maybe it distracts me from the terror that this psychopath knows something so specific.
I unmute the phone.
“You might have gotten a photo of them, but you won’t get any closer than that. I know the men guarding Laura and the twins. One of them is Pasha.”
He’s Laura’s cousin-in-law. He’s as ruthless as Maks and just as protective. He won’t let anyone get close to Laura, Mila, or Konstantin. His wife, Sumiko, is pregnant. As a soon-to-be father now, he’s even more over the top than he was before. All the couples now have kids or are about to, and Laura and Christina both have two. The men will go berserk when they find out someone took pictures of Laura and the twins.
