I don’t realize that I fell asleep with her until Joey knocks. “We’re about to land.”
“Okay.” He nods and leaves us. “Wake up, beautiful. We have to take our seats.”
“Okay.” She yawns and stretches. God, I want her so badly that my cock throbs against my slacks. Helping her sit up, she wakes up a little more and then we finally make it to our seats.
“I’ll be leading us off the plane. Several of the guards are already waiting for us, and we’re entering a secure tarmac,” Joey informs us as we buckle ourselves in.
“Don’t be nervous.”
“You know this is the first time I’ve ever been on a plane that I was awake for?”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, I was kept a prisoner my whole life.” She says it so nonchalantly that I almost think she’s kidding, but the look in her eyes says otherwise. It’s as if she’s reliving those shitty memories.
“Stop it. Stop whatever you’re thinking. Just stop it, Giada.”
“Sorry, Santino.” She looks at me with wonder in her eyes, and I can’t stop myself. Cupping her cheek, I take her mouth, kissing her until we’re both panting. I hear a grunt and see an eye roll from Joey. Flipping him off, I kiss her again. I could do this all damn day long. She’s everything and more to me. Once we get home, I’m going to verify the information from Bykov and then marry Giada myself.
The plane lands, and we deplane about fifteen minutes later when given the all clear. The thought of spending the rest of my life looking over my shoulder is unacceptable. Something had to give.
Chapter Nineteen
Santino
It’s been a week since I brought Giada back home, and it was a smart decision. Being without her was hard, but leaving her would have been excruciating. We haven’t heard or seen anyone from the Marchetti family. They have been quiet, but we all know it’s just a matter of time before they greet us with a round of violence.
As I’m getting ready for work, Giada stretches her arms up in the air, letting the sheet fall from her fabulous tits. “Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning. You’re going into the office?”
“Yes. I have an important meeting this morning, so I might as well make the most of it while I’m there.”
“Of course. Maybe your mom and I will have some girl time today.”
“I wish you two could go out to do girl things.”
“It’s okay. Just be careful.” She climbs up onto her knees and grabs my tie, dragging me to her for a kiss. Thrusting my fingers into her hair, I slip my tongue in her mouth. My phone buzzing is the only thing keeping me from fucking her right now.
“Sorry, tesoro. I have to go. Please stay away from the front door and the windows. I know it’s crazy, but for me.”
“Of course.” I give her a little peck before rushing out of our bedroom. God, I’m addicted.
Joey drives me to the office with two guards driving behind me. Once we get inside, I go to my office and get to work. The receptionist who put in a listening device had already been canned when I came back from the island. HR brought in a temp who has been screened thoroughly.
I don’t know the girl, and I don’t want to get to know her. She’s only here to do her job, so as long as her ass stays out of my office, I’m thoroughly pleased with her work so far.
I’m more than halfway through my day and my meetings are all done. While I really want to go home, I have to catch up on some paperwork. I know that I have little to no control when it comes to Giada, so I’ll end up forgetting work and have her on my desk instead.
My alarm on my phone goes off, and I see it’s from the front desk. A cop just came barging through to see me. I sent Joey on an errand for me, so he’s not around, but I prepare myself for this bullshit. I turn on all the cameras and another recording device under the chair in front of my desk.
The second “the cop” barges through my door, I stand up behind my desk, preparing for the war, but playing it cool all the same. “It’s so good to see you, Rafael. What brings you to see me? Run out of goons to do it for you? Is there a bomb in my car?”
He smiles and takes a seat in front of my desk. “No. Can’t I see my brother?”
“Brother?” I chuckle. “What do you want?” Just seeing his face makes me want to bash his skull in. The thought of him touching Giada, hurting her, stealing her joy drives me to want him dead more than any other fucked-up thing he’s done to me.
“My wife back.” I’ve tried to let go of the idea that he’d ever touched my woman, but he’s only digging his own grave.
I laugh at that because she’s not his wife, and he’s about to learn that I know his dirty, fucked-up secret. I adjust my suit and sit down. “Where is Marie at? I didn’t know she left you too.”
He twists his head. “So you found out about that?” He’s trying to hide his anger, but I can read him like a book.
“Yes, I did, and a lot more.”
“Well, you weren’t listening to my calls then because Marie is no longer my wife, so Giada is all mine. I know you have my wife.”
“First, legally speaking, Giada is not your wife and never was. What did you do to Marie?” I’m betting he killed her.
He smiles. “She paid for her infidelity.” Oh the irony. “Giada is my wife, and you have her.
