His To Claim: An Instalove Possessive Age Gap Romance by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2021-01-16T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Arturo

I spend the day attending to mafia business, mainly chasing down leads about the government agency the men told me about last night.

Questioning them was harder than I’d anticipated. I soon noticed that they were trying to hide something from me, everything about them screaming suspicion, their facial expressions dripping in nervousness, every tic, every gesture giving them away.

I didn’t have to hurt them, which I’m grateful for.

They weren’t holding out because of allegiance to some cause.

No, this was fear.

“He’s called Mr. Johnson,” they kept saying. “But that’s it. That’s all we know.”

All the men have been exiled, allowed to flee the East Coast with their families.

But if they return, there will be blood.

There’s no way around it.

I just hope they’re not that stupid.

I return to my estate with a savage need for Aida pounding through me.

I didn’t plan on telling her all of that this morning, but once I started, I found it difficult to stop. There was something absurdly easy about talking to her, as though all the time I’ve spent locking down my emotions and my history meant it was ready to burst out with the right person.

And she’s the right person.

Hell, she’s the only person who matters.

I did my best not to obsess over her today, but the memory of her compliant body and her bouncy breasts was all too fresh in my mind. The way she creamed all over my dick, finally giving in to her deepest desires, the way she shivered for me…

It all plays in my mind, nonstop, as I climb from my jet black Ferrari and make my way up the steps to my estate.

My butler greets me at the door.

“Any dinner, sir?” he asks, a loyal man named Jenkins, his mustache a thick mark of pride on his upper lip.

“No,” I tell him. “Not yet, anyway. I’ll call you or let the kitchen know through the app.”

“Very good, sir,” he says. “Can I assist you in any other way?”

“No, you can take the rest of the evening off,” I say. “I’m sure you want to see your family.”

He bows at the waist, a practice he has continued even after I told him it wasn’t necessary. Jenkins is a stickler for professional conduct.

“Thank you, sir.”

I walk through my mansion, past the art hanging from the walls, over the fur rugs, past the marble statues – made in the Roman style – and finally up the stairs and down the hallway that will take me to Aida’s room. I don’t even pretend that I have to think about where I’m going to go.

It’s her.

It can only be her.

I feel my manhood getting harder the closer I get to her room, tension moving with savage intensity through every part of me.

I pause outside her bedroom door when I hear it, the soft singing voice of an angel, the same singing that ushered from between her fuck-me-now lips when I made her squirt in the ensuite.

I stop and lean in closer, letting the sound drift over me, unable to stop my lips from twitching into something like a smile.

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