Kathryn Ross - Untamed Italians - Innocent in the Italian's Possession / Italian Tycoon, Secret Son / Italian Marriage - In Name Only

Just what she’d feared. “I’m so sorry, Stefano. If there is anything I can do—”

“You can obey a direct order from now on, okay?”

“Of course,” she said and hoped he couldn’t hear the lie in her voice.

He shifted closer, his mouth quirking just so while desire softened the hard glint in his eyes. “What is going through your mind right now?”

Unbidden came the memory of them locked together in passion, writhing as one. She quivered at each deep rasp of his breath, of his spicy scent that teased her senses and clung to her skin yesterday morning. That seemed a lifetime away now.

He’d been dominant yet gentle, not this domineering man who had the ability to shift from intractable to sensual in the blink of an eye. Right now it was all she could do to keep her spine pressed to the wall when she wanted to bow into his body.

“I’m concerned about Cesare,” she said. “And we have unsettled business between us.”

“You are worried about our personal contract?”

She nodded, for though she wanted to trust him at his word, she knew she’d be a fool to do so. Especially since she was sure to displease him when she suddenly disappeared later today.

He lightly grazed her cheek with a bent knuckle. Tendrils of energy flowed from his touch to set her insides spiraling out of control.

“It will be drafted by tomorrow and ready for your signature,” he breathed near her ear.

She gave in to a shiver. “Good. I can sign it when I return from visiting my nonna.”

“When did you decide to do this?” he asked, trailing that finger down her throat.

“After that episode with my brother,” she breathed, fighting the urge to tip her head back and sigh her pleasure.

“I’ll go with you.”

“No. I need to do this alone and you need to stay here with Cesare,” she said, and when his eyes narrowed she added, “Please. She wouldn’t understand me bringing my boss home.”

“Very well. We will sign the papers upon your return, then celebrate tomorrow night, hmm?”

“Yes,” she said, her breath quickening at the thought of lying in his arms again.

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