I shrug, unfazed. "Darlin, I have a side that you only scratched the surface on just now. One you don't want to draw out to play. So do yourself a favor and don't piss me off."
"Piss you off? I was minding my own business. You on the other hand were balls deep in mine." My mind takes a dive straight into the gutter at her choice of words. I could be balls deep in something of hers. Show her why pathetic boys like that other is a waste of her time. "Stay out of my business." She bites out.
"You are my business."
"Why because you're supposed to be babysitting me?" She all but spits out.
"I don't want you eye fucking or touching other men again. Is that clear?"
She scoffs. "I'm sure my future husband can take over the possessive jealous role when the time comes thanks. I don't need your consent. I'll do what I want." She goes to walk away and I grasp her wrist, jerking her back to me. My anger spikes at her dismissal of my command and mention of her fiance.
"I don't give a damn about your fiance. That's not what this is. I mean it, stay the fuck away from other men and don't you dare lay another hand on one. I won't stop myself from beating the shit out of the next one you try to."
Her eyes are hooded as she looks at me. Trying to figure out the meaning to my words. She steps forward placing a hand over my bicep. "I have a problem, Daveon."My anger dissolves like ice on a hot day. Another thing to throw me off balance. Her ability to change my mood in an instant.
I don't like the mischievous glint in her eyes. I can practically hear karma beating down my door from what it will bring. "What's that?"
"I'm looking for someone to fuck me before I go home. Maybe you can do the honors?" I damn near swallow my own tongue.
"What?"
"Don't be daft, you heard what I said."
I stare at her. I know she doesn't like her fiance but this is absurd. Does she know the consequencesif Enzo found out she wasn't a virgin? My mind is racing and pulling in different directions. My grip tightens over her wrist unintentionally. My voice of reason is trying desperately to keep control over the situation threatening to spiral out of control as I want nothing more than to throw her onto the sand and do just what she asks.
"Why?" Reason speaks up, feeling cautious and wary of her schemes though my dick could give a shit less.
"Do I need a reason?"
No. "Yes, because you're asking me to break my oath and soil your virtue damning you for your husband. Trust me darlin’ I want nothing more than to fuck you into submission but I'm gonna need a pretty good explanation as to why your seeking this out before I can follow through with it." My insides scream as reason continues to win over. I silently plead for her to give me one excuse, one reason to do it.
She watches me silently for a long while, and I step back. Needing distance to clear the haze in my head she is causing. Were you really going to break your oath? Disobey Nico? You fucking idiot. I grind my teeth at my ignorance, getting angry at myself. "Go. Liliana is waiting." My harsh voice causes her brows pinch in annoyance as I dismiss her.
I have never once considered breaking my oath before. I would die for it but this woman has me begging for a reason to spit on it. I watch as she whirls and walks back to Liliana, leaving me there wondering what the hell this woman is doing to me.
Gianna doesn’t go out of her way to talk to me for the rest of the afternoon. Which is okay, because I need some space. Knowing she wants me to fuck her, for whatever reason she may have, is hard enough to deny. I have to remind myself of all the reasons not to in order to keep myself from giving in, though even then, I want to disregard every one and finally have her. I have wanted her since seeing her outside the club for the first time, and my need grows every time I am near her, getting harder to control each time we are together.
***
I retreat to the guest room at the end of the hall, knowing Liliana and Gianna will be up talking all night again, I’m sure. I don’t change or relax until after Nico gets home. Finally, letting my guard down, I head out to smoke. Needing to clear my head and try to relax after all the built-up tension I have from today.
I leave all the lights off, enjoying the peacefulness of the night. A rush of brisk air wisps around me as I open the glass door before stepping out. I stare out at the city lights while trying to force Gianna and her wicked tempting mouth and offer out of my mind.
9
GIANNA
I slip downstairs to grab some water as I feel a slight breeze wafting in from the balcony. Looking outside, I see Daveon's form shrouded in darkness. Curious, I watch him as he flicks open his lighter, illuminating himself in a soft orange glow as he lifts it to his face, lighting the cigarette between his lips. I watch the end of it glow brightly as he inhales deeply, and I'm drawn forward, like a moth to a flame.
Silently stepping out onto the cold cement, I watch him. "You know those things are bad for you, right." His body tenses as his head whips in my direction. When his eyes land on me, he draws in one more deep drag before slowly releasing it into the air above us. I smile at having caught him off guard.
"Yeah, I know it's bad for
