Page 6 of United Loyalties
Once Bea has left, I decide it’s time to head back to my hotel.
“Sergio, I’m ready to leave.” I smile down at him where he sits at our table with Nic and Ant.
Sending a nod toward my brother and Ant, Sergio stands and guides me out to his car. It’s not as fancy as my brother’s, but it’s still all kitted out and sleek inside.
As we walk into the lobby, I head toward the check in desk. Sergio frowns at me as he follows me over.
“How may I help you ma’am?” The older gentleman behind the desk smiles politely at me.
“I left my card in my room. Number three nine eight. Please, could I have another one?”
Once the night clerk hands me my key, I spin and make my way toward the elevators. Sergio seems happy with my excuse for needing a new card.
“I’ll be out here should you need me.” He leans against the wall next to my room.
“Sergio, this floor is reserved for the underbosses and their families only. I know that Leo has guards monitoring each entrance and exit to this floor. Go to your room and get some sleep. I’ll be ready for our run by eight thirty.” I smile at him as I slip my card into the slot.
“That early? You sure you’ll be up for it, sweets?” He grins as he awaits my answer.
I roll my eyes at him. “I’ll see you at eight thirty sharp.” I smile as I push through my door and close it behind me.
Resting my forehead on the door, I take a few moments to steady my breath. I didn’t take note if Alessandro was still at the party. I’m not worried that he’ll tell anyone what I suggested. Viper aside, he’s a decent guy, and I know Nic has a lot of respect for him. I know it’s not his style to sex and tell. Stupid to think he’d be interested in me. He’s been with plenty of women, and he has his own girl who gives him sex whenever he wants. I remember seeing her in a little black dress at Bea’s engagement. She was stunning. I’m sure he’d rather head to hers than spend the night deflowering me. That, and the fact that sleeping with me could end up with him dead if my father or Nic were to find out.
“Sweets?” a sharp voice growls in my ear.
My first instinct is to scream, but a hand wraps around my mouth to silence me, another slips around my waist and pulls me back into a firm chest.
“Tell me now if you’re fucking your guard, Cam.”
It takes all of two seconds for my anger to peak. Spinning around, I put both my palms up and push him backward.
“Fuck you, Alessandro!” I fume. “What, you’re not interested in me if I’m not a virgin?”
Stepping back up to me, he pins me back against the door.
“I don’t share, Carmella. If you’re fucking your guard, I’m not interested.” His eyes are so dark, I can hardly see the warmth that I’m normally so lost in.
“Share? I’m not offering you forever rights to my body, asshole. I want to be the one who decides who I give myself to for the first time. It’s the little bit of control Idohave. I thought it was the girl that’s usually the clingy one.” I huff as I try to push past him.
I’m not delusional, I’ve never expected Prince Charming. Bea and Nell always used to dream about if we were to run away and fall in love. That was never me. I know what is expected of me, but I also won’t be treated like shit by anyone. Nic always taught me to stand my ground.
He grabs hold of my arm and jerks my body toward him until our chests are touching. “Fuck, Cam, I know what this is. I just hate the thought of being with you, if you’ve just had another man’s lips on you.”
“No man has ever touched these lips.” I look him square in the eye as I tell him the truth.
Before I can register what this atmosphere between us is, his lips are pressed to mine, his tongue seeking entrance. I open willingly, meeting his desire with my own. As his tongue explores my mouth, his hands explore my body. He runs his hands up and down my waist as he demands my submission with his mouth. His hands soon start to hike up my dress, then his hands are palming my bare ass. I whimper into his mouth as he squeezes my cheeks and bites into my bottom lip. Coaxing me further into him, he lifts me up and my arms instinctively wrap around his neck and my legs around his waist. Without stopping the kiss, he carries me over to the bed and drops me onto it.
I squeal in shock as I land on my back, pouting at the loss of his warmth.
He places a hand on each side of my head as he leans forward and takes my bottom lip between his teeth and tugs. As my back arches off the bed, he slips his hand under me and locates the zip that sits just above my ass. Leaning in, he claims my mouth again while he unzips me, the sound of the claws unclasping fills the silence with both our heavy breathing. Once he’s undone my dress and his firm hands have explored my ass cheeks, he puts a finger under each strap at my shoulder and pulls. I lift my hips without instruction as he removes my dress. I’m completely exposed to his gaze. This time his pupils are dilated not due to anger but lust.
“Like you said, it would be a shame for no one to appreciate how fucking fine you look in this.” He runs the back of his finger over the swell of my breast.
My nipple puckers under his touch.
Suddenly the warmth of his body is gone, and he’s standing and loosening his tie. Wanting the pleasure of undressing him, I stand up and take hold of his tie. He grabs my wrists and holds them against my chest.
“I’m the one in control here,angelo.” He presses a quick kiss to my parted lips.
