by Carly Davis
“I wouldn’t mind Alex carrying me to my room.” I muttered under my breath.
“What was that?” He raised an eyebrow with a knowing grin.
“Nothing. Enjoy the party, Lucien.” I lied and rushed away from him before I said anything to embarrass me anymore than I already had.
I stepped outside and leaned over the railing thinking to myself. Had I really said that out loud? Two large hands found my hips and whispered in my ear. “Baby, I’ve missed you.”
“Alex,” I breathed out as his body pressed against my back as he kissed my neck. “what are you doing here?”
“I came to take what’s mine, kitten.” His lips feathered against my collarbone, placing another kiss on my skin.
“Alex, where have you been? I-I thought father had done something to you.” I said leaning into him.
“Hush now, nothing happened except the fact your brother is an idiot. He’s going to get himself killed because he’s out there on a suicide mission.” He spun me around by the waist and cupped my jaw.
“Suicide mission?” I asked.
“I can’t tell you. I’ve already told you too much.” He frowned as he leaned forward, pressing my back against the cold metal.
“Please Alex.” My lips grazed his lips as our bodies clashed together. I try to control myself around him, but the way he feels holding me feels so right. Like I belonged in his arms.
“Are you begging me to tell you more, or to take you right here out in the open?” He asked as he reached under the slit of my dress and grabbed the back of my thigh pulling it behind his back.
“Yes.”
“Yes, take you? You know what you have to say, tell me you’re mine.” His eyes found mine waiting for me to give in.
“You’re bad for me, Alex. I shouldn’t want you, shouldn’t want to be your good little girl.” I gripped his tie and grinded my hips against him.
“You’re right. You want to be my bad girl, you crave the discipline, kitten.” His fingers dug into the back of my thigh sending tingles through my body.
“Please, fuck me.” I begged as his hand that held my waist jerked me forward once again pressing his erection against me.
“Say it, Rachel.” He pressed his forehead against mine and looked through my soul. “Say yes sir, I’m yours.”
I could feel how hard he was for me and I wanted to say it more than anything…but I couldn’t. Not if he was just going to break my heart in the end. I shook my head and whispered. “I-I…Alex, I can’t.”
“Say it, Rachel or I’ll walk back inside right now.” He released me and took a step back.
“Please Alex, why can’t you just fuck me?!” I pounded my fists against his chest.
“Rachel, what are you-Alex, what did I fucking tell you? Stay the fuck away from her!” My father clenched his fists and stepped forward.
“You know I can’t do that, Mr. Lucchese.” Alex’s body stiffened, mirroring my father’s movement.
“Dad stop, I can’t take it anymore! I’m not a fucking baby anymore. You can’t keep treating me this way.” I screamed, making my mother come rushing out to see what was happening.
“Go to your room, Rachel.” My father glared as he sized up Alex taking another step forward.
“Giovanni, what is going on here?” My mother scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.
“Rose, take Rachel to her room. This party is over.” My father said as the two angry men glared at each other.
“Fuck you dad, Tate is missing and you decide to have a party instead of searching for him. I’m done with this shit. I’m going to go to my room and be a good girl like everyone expects me to be.” I said using quotation air marks to emphasize good girl.
I could hear my mother calling me, but I ran as quick as I could to get away. I needed to be alone right now…more like away from my father and Alex. I wasn’t angry at my mother, but she just didn’t understand. I could hear a soft knock at the door, but I stayed quiet hoping they would go away.
“Rachel, open the door.” I could hear my mother say through the door.
“Go away!” I wiped my tears letting out a choked sob.
“Please Rachel, open up for me. I’m sorry, but it’s for the best if you don’t see Alexander anymore.” She said softly.
I have had enough of people telling me what to do.
You haven’t even seen bad yet.
I turned the knob and yanked the door open. “You, nor my father is going to tell me who I can or cannot see. I’ll see Alex if I want and there’s nothing you can do about it. I told you I’m done with this shit.”
“Rachel, I’m not saying this to upset you. I just don’t want to see you get hurt. We’re only trying to protect you.” She said, placing her hand over mine.
“Was anyone there to protect me when that bastard touched me?” I raised my voice yanking my hand away from her. “What about when he forced himself on me?”
I waited for her to say something…anything to what I just said. “I didn’t think so…so please, just leave me be. All. Of. You.”
My mother nodded and silently left the room. I laid on my bed and looked up to the ceiling as my mind wandered to my father and Alex.
Did my father kill him?
Is he still here, or did my father have him escorted off the property?
11
Alexander
I was so fucking close to getting her to say those two little words. I’m yours. If only her father hadn’t came out to find us together. He would’ve been three times more pissed if he’d come about five minutes sooner. I had her leg hiked up and my cock pressed against her trying to get her to say those two words I longed to hear.
She looked so ravishing in that dress…I could just eat her up.
Spread her thighs and eat the fuck out of her pussy.
Then, maybe she would let those words spill from her lips.
“I told you to stay away from my daughter.” Giovanni growled.
“And I fucking told you I’m not going to. I pushed her away four years ago and now…I’m not doing it again. It was my father’s and your idea for me to walk away. If only I hadn’t listened to you, that bastard wouldn’t have touched her.”
“Like you’re any better?” You just want to fuck her and then break her heart.” Giovanni scoffed.
“Giovanni, calm down.” Nikolai said standing between us. “Right now, we need to be focused on finding Tate. He couldn’t have just disappeared. Someone had to have seen something.”
“Nikolai, I may have lost my son and I’m about to lose my little girl. My heart can’t handle anymore pain.” Giovanni closed his eyes, relaxing his fists.
“Why don’t you go rest and I’ll talk to some contacts I have. Maybe they seen something.” My father offered attempting to ease the tension.
“Call me if you hear anything.” He adjusted his suit and stepped back inside.
“Son, what were you thinking? You’ve got to get this idea of you and Rachel out of your head. You’ve got her go, son.”
“No,” I hissed clenching my jaw. “I’ll be damned if I let her go again. She’s mine.”
“Alex, this thing you have with Rachel needs to end. Giovanni thinks you’re taking advantage of her in her delicate condition. She needs time to heal, son.” He placed his hands on my shoulders and smiled sympathetically.
“Tell me something, why did you make me push her away? I could’ve protected her from that dirty man.” My fists balled, turning my knuckles white.
Lucien stepped out of the shadows and looked at Alexander. “I need you for a moment, Alex. Nikolai, I can have someone take him home. I need to talk to your son alone.” My father hesitated for a moment then nodded at me to follow Lucien.
I followed him to his office and closed the door behind me. He grabbed a bottle and two glasses pouring each one a quarter of the way full. He slid the glass across the table and cleared his throat. “Sorry to drag you in here, but I need you to know something. This is
between you and me, you can’t even tell your father. I pinned a location on Tate.”
“But how? You said he ditched his phone.”
“His credit cards. He’s on the run from something, but I haven’t figured it out yet. You got to work with me here. Do you know why my brother-in-law would be going to Mexico?”
“I-yes, I know something. This stays between us, yes?” I didn’t want to say anything, but Tate gave me no choice.
“Of course.” He assured me leaning forward in his chair.
“He’s gone to rescue his woman. Tate…has a family. A wife to be exact.”
“Shit.” Lucien hissed. “I’m going need a few more drinks for this.”
“Just wait, it gets better. She’s not just any ordinary woman. Her name is Desiree Sanchez and she is the step-daughter of DeMarco Sanchez…the step-sister of Alejandro Sanchez. Tate made a deal with DeMarco. If he brought him a rare diamond, he would release Desiree to Tate. We we’re supposed to do this together, but then he disappeared.” I downed my drink after revealing everything I swore not to tell.
“So, what happened? Has he tried to contact you?” He asked.
“That’s the thing, he hasn’t. I think something happened. I can feel it in my gut.” I replied as I ran my hand through my dark hair.
“One more thing, then I can take you home. Rachel and you. Are you a thing or is it just like a friends with benefits thing?” Lucien asked.
“No, she wants that. I want more than that.” I said trying not to let my feelings show.
“I see. Don’t worry about Giovanni, he’ll cool down eventually.” He informed me as we stepped out of the office, making our way out to the car. “You don’t seem like a bad guy, I just can’t figure out why Giovanni is so against you and Rachel. You two are good for each other. Let me give you a piece of advice, I heard someone tell my best friend. You can’t help who you fall for, your heart wants what it wants.”
“Who the fuck told you that? He sounds like a pussy.” I blurted out with a snort.
“Your uncle did. Luka Alexeev fell for his best friend’s little sister. Kind of ironic if you ask me. Aren’t you and Tate friends?” He grinned as we pulled out the drive making our way back home to my father.
The whole way home was silent making me go back to when I had Rachel in my arms. She fit me so good and then just like that was ripped out of my hold. I think I might crave her more than she craves the discipline. She was going to literally be the death of me. I closed my eyes and thought back to earlier this evening.
“You’re bad for me, Alex. I shouldn’t want you…shouldn’t want to be your good little girl.”
“You’re right. You want to be my bad girl…you crave the discipline, kitten.”
I’ve already caught the little kitten. Now, it’s time to claim her body and take what’s mine. I’ll be damned if I let Giovanni and my father dictate my actions.
Just as soon as I bring her brother and his wife home to his family. It’s about time they met the woman who stole Tate’s heart. If Giovanni thinks me and Rachel is a shock, then he better get ready for this. He’ll definitely need a doctor to restart his heart after finding out his son got married without telling him. And to a Sanchez at that.
12
Rachel
I wiped my tears as I laid on my side. About every thirty minutes, I could hear a knock at the door that I ignored each time. I didn’t feel like looking at anyone. I was so pissed my father had embarrassed me in front of all the guests. I think I was more upset he did it in front of Alex. I was just about to say those words he wanted me to confess to him.
I’m yours.
I desperately wanted to give in and say the words, but I didn’t. It was right on the tip of my tongue, about to spill from my lips. Then, all hell broke loose before I could tell Alex. I rolled my eyes when I heard another knock at the door.
“I don’t want to talk, mother.” I groaned in frustration.
“Then, I guess it’s a good thing I’m not your mother.” A masculine voice said from the doorway.
Lucien stood there with a small smile and stepped through the door. “Lucien, what are you doing? Don’t tell me you pissed Caterina off again. What did you do this time?”
“No,” He shook his head and chuckled. “I just wanted to check on you. I talked to Alexander.”
“Oh.” I said as I played with my bracelet.
“Just oh? I need you to be honest with me. Do you have feelings for Alex?” Lucien sat on the bed and handed me a folded paper.
“What is this, Lucien?” I asked in confusion.
“It came in the mail for you this morning. I didn’t get a chance to give it to you without Giovanni knowing.” I glanced down and smiled at the name. Alexander had written me a letter.
But, what was it about?
“That smile tells me you do have feelings for him.” He said.
“I honestly don’t know what I feel. He makes me feel things and I don’t understand why.” I knew I felt something, but didn’t know how to explain it.
“Good night, Rachel. I’ll leave you to read in peace.” He squeezed my hand and left the room.
I unfolded the letter and began to read with a smile on my face.
My dearest Rachel,
I know you are confused to why I’m writing this and not calling you. You may hate me after reading this and that’s okay. You were right, I am bad for you. Like a plague taking over your body and infecting your innocence. I’m not going to lie, I never wanted to push you away and you can hate me all you want. It wasn’t my idea to kick you out of my life, it was our father’s idea. They thought they were protecting you, but they were so wrong on so many levels. If I never listened to them, that bastard wouldn’t have ever touched you.
I know you don’t remember much about that night, but I remember every detail. You were knocked out when you were found. Giovanni didn’t find you, I did. It tore me in half as I held you in my arms. I could’ve protected you, but I didn’t and I’m sorry. And yes, I was the one who rescued you from that monster. I picked you up and carried you to safety after securing that man for your father to find. I brought you back to your family just like I promised them I would. I promised your brother I would bring you back to them. Now, it’s time for me to make you a promise. I’m going to find your brother and bring him back to you. I know you might be angry or confused right now about your feelings for me, but know that I’ve always adored you, Rachel.
When I get back with your brother, I want us to start over. I’m going to do right by you, kitten. I want you…all of you. To tame the feisty kitten and claim you as mine. When I see something I want, I take it. And kitten, I want you. I want to worship each and every curve of your body. Push your limits until I hear those words. I want to hear you moan ‘I’m yours’ as I fuck you from behind dominating your pussy. I’ve got to go, but know that I’ll be thinking of all the ways I’m going to fuck you when I get back.
I’m yours as much as you are mine, kitten.
Xoxo
Alexander
“Oh god, what if he doesn’t come back?” I clutched the letter silently sobbing. Alexander was the one who rescued me that night and here I’m being complete bitch to him. “Fuck!”
I rushed out of my room as fast as my legs could take me. Tears were streaming down my face as I pounded on Lucien’s door. “Caterina! Lucien!”
Caterina opened the door rubbing her eyes. “Rachel?”
“I need to talk to Lucien, it’s important.” I said clutching the letter.
“Is father okay?” Caterina asked.
“It-it’s not father…Alexander, h-he’s going to get himself killed.” I whispered as tears threatened to spill down my face.
“Baby, what’s going on?” Lucien asked as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
“Lucien, it’s Alex…he’s gone. He said he’s going after Tate. Please, you have to do something.” I feared that Alex’s temper would be the thing to get him
self shot.
“Relax sister, deep breaths.” Caterina coaxed me as nausea took over me. I covered my mouth and rushed to the trash can empting the contents from my stomach. I stood back up to see them looking at me in shock as my vision blurred.
“Rachel!” Caterina screamed as darkness took over my body.
Alexander watched me as I swayed my hips from side to side and ran my hands down my breasts. I could see his hand reach down to his protruding erection and rub it through his pants. The more I danced…the harder he breathed. I bit my lip as I approached him and slid my arms around his neck lowering my mouth next to his ear. “Do you want me, Alexander?”
