Sold to the Capo-Chapter 113: HE KNOWS

VINCENZO’S POV

I continued kissing her, my lips moulding against hers as I let my finger snake under her shirt, feeling her skin under my fingers.

She was so soft.

I just wanted to stay here all night and never have to leave her side ever again.

"Vincenzo..." She murmured against my lips, her finger threading in my hair, tugging at the silky strands as her lips parted in a silent plea.

"I’m here"I whispered softly, pressing one last kiss to her lips before I started kissing her neck softly, nibbling gently then sucking on the skin, wanting to leave a hickey by the morning.

She tipped her head back against the sheets, her actions showing that she wanted this too even with her next words. "Is this really the right time for this?" She whispered, her words punctuated with a moan when I nibbled at her earlobe gently, my breath fanning against her skin.

I pulled back slightly to look at her, a small smile on my face. "There’s no really right time to remind you how much I missed you, is there?" My voice seemed to be a sharp contrast to the way my eyes frolicked around her body in clear desire.

She was breathing heavily as she stared up at me, her eyes wide. "I mean..."

That was as far as she got before I kissed her again, this time, tracing my tongue across the seam of her lips, hoping that she would understand and deepen the kiss.

Biting down a bit hard on her lower lip, her lips parted and I slipped my tongue into her mouth, savouring the taste associated with her, different thoughts running through my mindㅡall of them far from appropriate.

My hands were beginning to itch from the need to do something more so I let myself do as my mind wanted and I found my hand slipping under her pants, swallowing the moan she let out as soon as she felt my fingers traced alongside her panties.

I let my fingers trace along her panties that were already drenched with her wetness, my fingers lightly teasing her clit as I continued to kiss her, stopping her moans from echoing in the room.

"Do you like it when I do that?" I whispered huskily as I pressed my finger on her swollen and sensitive clit and damn it, the soft moan as she arched her back made shivers run down my spine as I felt to familiar feeling of my trousers tightening. "Do you want this?" I asked to make sure, slowly teasing her with my fingers, never entering her but just sliding along her clit making her whimper with the overstimulation.

"Are you asking me that?" She managed to breath out, her chest heaving.

I pushed her panties aside with my fingers and locked gazes with her. "Shouldn’t I? You know I want to make sure you’re fine with this. If you don’t want it, tell me you don’t want it and I swear I’ll stop" I promised, never looking away from her light blue eyes.

Her brows furrowed and shut close when my finger brushed lightly against her bare clit again. "Do you want to stop?"

Funny. She was answering my question with another question and all that did was make me smirk.

"Do I want to? No. Can I if you want me to? You know the answer, I’d fucking stop as soon as you tell me no" I said, straightening up. "I would never take advantage of you" My tone had become serious.

She watched me for a split second, several emotions warring in her eyes before she spoke again. "You know I was thinking..."

I groaned inwardly and pulled my hand out of her trouser, ignoring the aching hardness in my trousers. "I hope it’s about this" I muttered under my breath but she must have heard it because she chuckled.

"No, it’s not about this. I was wondering what would happen if your father found out I was here and I’m with Grace who so happens to be a traitor of the house?" She asked.

Silence.

For just a few seconds then I stared at her. "Firstly no one is going to touch you and secondly don’t worry about that, we don’t have to worry about anything until the morning, can we do that?" I mumbled, groaning as I buried my face into her neck, inhaling her scent deeply.

Damn, she smelt amazing.

She laughed as she felt my breath tickling her skin. "Oh wait, you still need Grace’s help so perhaps that’ll be her cue to prove herself back to the people that she isn’t a traitor"

I was watching her silently, a frown on my face. This was not the type of conversation I wanted to be having with my wife after I had deprived myself of her presence for a while and here she was, giving me a talk on how to prove Grace wasn’t a traitor to my father especially.

"You know she was so skeptical when I emailed her anonymously and she was in such a hurry because she said Master LaRosa was in the house so she had to leave and aㅡ" She was already sitting up.

It was official. The moment had been ruined. The more I saw her sit up in bed, the more I wanted to grab her hands, push her back down and pin them over her head but instead, I clenched my fists so fucking hard that my nails began to dig into my palm.

"Seriously? Is this what we’re going to talk about right now?" I stood up from the bed, adjusting my trousers while keeping my gaze locked on hers, my eyes dark.

She was clearly oblivious to how I was feeling before because she seemed to snap out of it and her gaze strayed to my trousers before she looked back at me, her cheeks flushing in the dim light of the room.

A slow smirk spread my lips as I stared at her flustered expression. "What?" I teased.

Adriana flushed visibly and looked away. "Your..."

"What?" I asked, behaving like I didn’t know what she was talking about.

She looked at me annoyed. "You seem a bit uncomfortable"

I shrugged and laughed. "I’ll live" I joked.

Adriana stood up also. "I’m not doubting that, I know how it feels to get a gunshot wound" She winced at the memory. "I mean a graze is nearly not as scary as a full shot to the shoulder for fucks sake but..."

I watched her silently, not liking how her mood turned sour before I placed my hands on her shoulder to steady her. "Maybe not for you but it was beyond horrible for me" I muttered, hoping she could see that it had truly affected me.

If I could go back in time to that day when she was shot, I would kill those men over and over till there was nothing left to be reborn if that even existed.

Her gaze softened for just a bit before she leaned up and kissed me on the cheek softly. She looked hesitant like she wasn’t sure if she should have done that but here I was, unable to stop grinning like a fool.

Oh shit... I was down bad... down bad for the one woman I shouldn’t have liked and I didn’t regret any ounce of it. I wanted it all. I may be greedy but I was certainly not going to mind it for her. I wanted her, I knew she wanted me, I just didn’t know how much she did.

"You know I would have asked if it was fine if I could do that but judging by the look on your face, you seek perfectly fine with me doing that" She arched a brow as she pointed out.

I threw my head back and laughed. Something which i didn’t do a few months back. I felt happiness with her. Something I didn’t feel a few months back. Something I shouldn’t even feel. Something that I wasn’t raised with but all it took from her was a few words and I would be down on my knees if she simply asked me to.

That’s how deep I was in this hole and it felt like bliss.

"Oh, you could ask me to do anything and I would" I muttered, my voice husky as I leaned down and kissed her, my lips lingering on hers for a beat too long, savoring the taste of her lips.

She gently put her hand on my chest and pulled away, her eyes searching mine. "On a scale of 1-10, how much do you think Master LaRosa is likely to know that I’m back?" she asked.

Oh shit.

My men saw her, I had given them the instructions that they were allowed to report to him during certain times as the situation on ground called for so. There was a high chance he’d been informed that I had brought someone who wasn’t there a few weeks ago into the mansion again.

"Probably a 7" I grimaced at the thought.

The sound of the gates opening reached us and I could feel her tense in my arms, her gaze worried. "On a scale of 1-10, how much do you think that’s Master LaRosa?" She whispered as though she was ready to bolt out.

Speak of the devil and he did appear.

I heard the door open and slam shut, the sound making me wince slightly as I let go of her.

"A 10"