Luca (You Will Be Mine)(8)By: Jaimie Roberts
“Are you going to keep your promise to me?”
His seductive tone had my full attention. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“How easily you forget such important issues. First, you disobey me and then you forget a direct order.”
I huffed. “What am I, your Private?”
He chuckled. “No, but I can’t wait for you to get to know mine.”
“Ah, so we’re a comedian now?” I rolled my eyes at his blatant innuendo.
“Actually, I take my privates very seriously.”
“I bet you do.” I didn’t know where the hell that had come from. This was only going to encourage him even further.
A little humming sound vibrated through my ear sending erotic shockwaves through my veins.
My God, if he had the ability to do this through his voice alone, what would it be like to have him fuck me? The thought made me feel dizzy.
“You’re a little temptress. Do you know that, Clara? My beautiful temptress.”
What does one say to something like that? I knew men like him used torture on a daily basis to get what they wanted, but this guy took the biscuit. Thank God we weren’t in the same room together. “What are you trying to achieve here, Mr. Belatoni?”
Well done, Clara. Stick it to him!
“I’m trying to achieve my missions. The first is to get a part of your business. The second is to get your body underneath mine as I make you come harder than you ever have in your life. Can I put it more simply than that?”
I actually laughed at this. “You’re not getting either, so I suggest you find someone else to pick on.”
“To be honest with you, I was going to try and be reasonable with you this morning. I was going to come up with a plan that would suit both of us. But then I saw you, and it just confirmed it for me. Everything has changed.”
“Wh… What do you mean?” I was stuttering again. I never stuttered.
“You have no idea how many propositions I get on a daily basis, Miss Murphy. I would never want for anything in that department. Today, when I met you, was when it all really changed for me. I want you, and I’m going to have you. Not only that, but you will cease any sexual relations until such time as our encounter begins.”
I choked. I couldn’t believe what he was saying. The gall of the man! Who on earth did he think he was?
“How dare you try to enforce rules and commands on me? I am not yours to play with, Mr. Belatoni. I am a person with feelings and opinions. Not someone you can order about like a soldier.”
“You will submit to me. I can guarantee it.”
I could feel my blood pressure rise. I hated and wanted this man with such intensity that it burned.
“It’s never going to happen. In fact, I have a date tomorrow night, and I wasn’t going to fuck him, but now that you’ve said this, I’m going to give him the best goddamned sex he’s ever had in his life. Good day, Mr. Belatoni.”
Putting the phone down, I gave myself a mental pat on the back.
He can go and stew on that all day!
The phone began its chiming again and I picked up with up with a gruff in my voice. “I thought I made myself clear to you, arsehole.”
“Clara, it’s Belinda.” I could hear the surprise in her voice.
“Oh, Belinda. Sorry. I thought you were someone else.”
“Quite,” was all she said. “I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to test all thirty alarms right now. No clients are here at the moment so I thought it would be a good time. We have Mr. Lopez arriving in one hour so we should have them all wrapped up by then.”
“Sure thing, go ahead.”
I sat in my chair and waited as the first alarm rang through the house. It wasn’t an oppressive sound, it was just enough to alert me. In addition to the alarm, I also had a light on my desk that would flash red if all else failed, or if I couldn’t hear for whatever reason. It would immediately alert me to the bedroom number from which the alarm was coming—a very handy device.