With a growl, I captured her lips in a punishing kiss, my tongue plunging ruthlessly into her mouth.
“This fucking mouth of yours.” I shot her a wicked smile. “I’m gonna have you calling me husband once I’m through with you.”
“Of course you will,” she taunted but then moaned breathlessly when I pumped my cock into her sloppy pussy.
“I definitely will, wifey.”
And sure enough, about an hour later, I had her calling me her husband, screaming at the top of her lungs while she strangled the life out of my cock.
Chapter 40
Addy
Ittookmetwofull days to call Elena. Not because I wasn’t dying to get answers but because every time I picked up my phone, the same thought pushed its way in — persistent and impossible to ignore.
What if she had known all along who I was?
What if none of it had been accidental?
The grocery store, the easy conversations, the way we’d just clicked.
What if I had walked straight into a trap and played right into their hands because I was so desperate for a friend?
I sat on the edge of the bed with the phone in my hand, slowly turning it over as the lights from the terrace spilled across the floor in long, soft lines. Outside, I could hear the low murmur of voices — probably guards. They were always there, just out of sight.
I’d wanted a friend, but now I wasn’t sure if I’d imagined the whole thing. Exhaling slowly, I hit ‘Call’ before I could talk myself out of it again. Elena picked up on the third ring.
“Hey.” Her voice was steady and careful.
“Hey,” I replied, tucking one leg beneath me and tightening my grip on the phone slightly.
A pause stretched between us.
“That whole thing was insane, right?”
I let out a quiet breath, but my chest still felt constricted. “Yeah, it was.”
“Okay, good,” she said. “Just checking.”
Silence fell between us again. I stared at the floor, tracing where the light met the shadow.
“We’ve been having lunch together for weeks,” I finally said.
“I know.”
“Actual conversations. About our lives.”
“Mm-hm.”
I stared at the far wall, my jaw tightening slightly. “How did we not realize we were both dating men in organized crime?”
I could hear faint movement. Maybe she was pacing, or just shifting her weight.
“In my defense,” Elena replied after a moment, “that’s notusuallysomething you lead with.”
Despite myself, I huffed out a quiet laugh, leaning back on my free hand.“I feel like it should have come up at least once.”
“You’d think that, huh?”