I hated seeing her cry. It broke my heart into several pieces to see her hurt.
A part of was hopeful that we would be having a child soon but I did not let myself feel too much disappointnt when the test ca out negative. We would have a baby of our own eventually. I was sure of it.
I was relieved when she finally stopped crying.
"I never got to thank you for the surprise at dinner." She said, looking up at .
"I’ll do anything for you my love." I said, kissing her lips softly.
"How were you able to get Roberto to co?"
"It was easy." I shrugged.
Mira’s brother and I would probably never get along. But he couldn’t say no to sothing that had to do with his sister. I called him personally and he threatened to hang up until I ntioned her na and said I was planning a surprise for her. He was cold at first but he eventually ca around. I explained it to her.
"You’re the sweetest." She grinned.
More than anything I wanted to take her right there in the bathroom but I had work to handle.
"I have to go baby,"
"But I don’t want you to go," she pouted. It was the cutest thing I had ever witnessed.
"I have so work to take care of but I’ll be ho soon. I promise."
"Okay." She sighed, pulling my face to hers as she kissed deeply.
"Be a good girl while I’m away," I winked.
"I’m always a good girl."
I smirked. "Sure you are." I said, spanking her ass.
My phone was already buzzing in my back pocket.
When I left the room, I picked it up. It was Tomas.
"We have a situation boss."
That was code for a major problem.
I groaned. "What did Massimo do this ti?"
"It’s not Massimo."
"Then who did it?"
"It’s an inside job."
"Ricardo?"
"Most likely."
"I’ll be there in no ti."
I jumped into my car and drove to the warehouse.
What I got there was a surprise instead.
"Whose crazy idea was it to put balloons and confetti in a warehouse with guns and arms?" I said gruffly as I walked through the pile.
Lucas and Tomas were having a good laugh at my discomfort.
"Can soone tell what’s going on?" I asked.
"We secured the Abadi deal."
"What?" I was genuinely shocked. With everything going on in my arms business had been facing so obstacle.
"How???"
"Lucas pulled so strings." Tomas patted him on the back.
I was impressed. "Good job. This calls for a celebration."
I ordered for a bonus to be added to everyone else’s salary for the month. It was welcod by celebratory shouts and gunshots.
Finally so good news and so good money too. It felt nice to be relieved of all the tension.
I left them to celebrate with drinks as I entered my office. I still had a Divide & Conquer plan to execute.
I pulled out the flash I had paid heavily to get and plugged it into my system.
The grainy photos spilled across my screen for a mont. I watched them with a clenched jaw. Pretentious howrecking bitch.
I couldn’t imagine that she played the victim to my father and he believed her.
I didn’t want to know the full details of the affair with Mira’s father. But she had no reason to have him killed because they were no longer together. He was a man married with kids and she didn’t even consider the fact that his children would be without a father. She had fiance for goodness sake!
She deserved to be killed too if it was okay to be killed for infidelity. I sighed. I couldn’t turn back the hands of ti but I could undo a little bit of the damage.
I printed out the photographs after making several digital copies and spread them across my different devices.
Putting gloves on, I parceled the photos myself and gave it to my dispatch. They knew where to take them.
Now all I had to do was sit back and watch the world burn, bit by bit.
There was no rush in things like these.
~
Going back to Mira was my favorite part of every day. The way she settled into dostic life and made my favorite als every now and then. And it ward my heart.
I was stupid to take this for granted the first ti. Now I was sure I would never do it again.
I got into the living room and the aroma of sothing good reached my nostrils.
As expected, she was in the kitchen sweaty and baking different pastries.
I stood by the door and watched her with a smile. She was oblivious of my presence. I loved watching her in her elent. One could see her love for this and I hated myself for trying to take her away from it.
She looked up all of a sudden.
I shut my eyes as she scread and dodged the spatula she threw in my direction.
"Jace you really need to stop doing that. You scared ."
I laughed but her glare stopped halfway.
"Sorry about that." I said, going around the corner to hug. I placed a kiss on her temple.
"You’re back early,"
"I missed you." I admitted with as sigh.
"Of course you did."
I arched a brow as a small smile made its way to my face. "Cocky much?"
She giggled in response.
"What are you making?"
"I’m just trying a new recipe. It’ll probably be used at the restaurants if it works again."
"Hmm," I humd as a thought ca to my mind.
"How about we go on a vacation?"
"A vacation? Why?" She frowned a little. Maybe she was suspecting I was trying to get away from sothing or soone. That wasn’t the case.
I shrugged. "It’s long overdue, don’t you think?"
"Hmm. Where do you want go then?"
"Don’t you miss Lisbon?"
"I did want to go and check how things are going. Online checkins aren’t enough." She said.
"Exactly. Let’s go a tour around Europe."
Her eyes lit up. "How long are we talking?"
"A month?"
She gasped. Then she hopped like a kid, amusing even further.
"I’ll take that as yes." I said with a chuckle.
"Yes!!!" She squealed.
"How about we celebrate that?" I sultrily whispered in her ear.
Before she could answer, I hooked her waist and lifted her. She gave a breathless laugh, her legs instinctively wrapping around as I pressed her against the counter. Her hands fisted in my shirt, tugging down, and I kissed her hard enough to erase every doubt that had been eating her these past days. Every fear of us not having kids of our own washed down.
She tasted like wine and salt, a mix I could drown in. My hands slid under her blouse, rough palms over soft skin, and she shivered against . Her body molded perfectly to mine, like it had been made for this...for ...
"Jace..." she gasped when I ground my hips into hers. The counter was digging into her lower back. Her breathy plea only spurred on.
I broke the kiss long enough to rip her blouse open, buttons scattering across the tiled floor. Her bra followed, torn down in one impatient tug. My mouth found her collarbone, then lower, claiming every inch of skin until she arched into , panting. I put my tongue around her taut nipples, gently licking and sucking like my life depended on it.
"Fuck, Mira," I muttered against her chest, my voice rough. "You drive insane."
Her manicured nails raked down my back as I shoved her skirt up, sliding between her thighs. I pumped my fingers into her while teasing her clit with my thumb.
My lips didn’t leave hers as she moaned into my mouth repeatedly. My cock strained against my pants. I needed to be inside her.
Almost like she read my thoughts, she unzipped my pants and dipped her hand into my shorts, fondling with it until she brought it out.
The sound she made when I filled her. It was a broken cry muffled against my shoulder and it nearly undid .
I set a brutal rhythm, slamming into her while her back bowed and her fingers clutched at my hair. Each thrust was punctuated by the sharp slap of skin, the hiss of her breathing, the low growl building in my chest. She clung to , whispering my na like it was both a prayer and a curse.
The counter rattled beneath us, but I didn’t care if it broke or not. All I cared about was the way her walls clenched around , pulling deeper, tethering to her in ways neither of us could escape.
Her body trembled, and when she ca undone around , crying out loud enough to shake the silence of the penthouse, I followed hard, burying myself to the hilt, holding her as if letting go ant losing her forever.
I pressed my forehead to hers, still breathing hard, still inside her. "Everything else can wait," I whispered hoarsely. "I’d take this over Paris or anywhere any day."
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