Owned by the Mob Boss by Nicole Fox

Author:Nicole Fox [Fox, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-12T16:00:00+00:00

“Allow me to present my award-winning grilled cheese.”

I lay the plates down on the table and drop into my seat. The night is warm, so we are eating on the balcony. The sky is clear and the moon is full. It couldn’t be a more romantic scene if we’d rehearsed it.

“You might want to tell Ashley to look for a new job,” I brag sarcastically with a smile, pouring him a glass of wine.

“I will never complain when my woman cooks me a meal,” he says, cutting into it.

My woman. The phrase flutters hummingbird-like around my head. Is that what I am now? The feeling that the two of us have crossed some sort of threshold resurfaces.

“Thoughts?” I ask, when he has taken his first bite.

“The most delicious meal I have ever had the pleasure of eating,” he says with a sly smile.

“Flattery will get you everywhere, sir. Be careful.”

He chuckles and takes another huge bite.

Jesus Christ, this is getting downright surreal now. Is this really the same man who sat in the shadows as I pranced around in my underwear on stage? I try to imagine him covered in blood, Bratva-boss style, as though that will fight off these warring emotions. But it has little effect.

Maybe I’m not the little wallflower all my childhood teachers assumed I was, after all.

“How are your nursing classes?” he asks. “Your duties here are not interfering with your studies too much, I hope?”

I shoot him a look. “Would you let me cut down my hours if I said they were, sir?”

He laughs. “You know the answer to that. Really, I am interested.”

He leans forward. He’s not lying. Since when does he care?

I give him a few details about what I’ve been learning in class, as well as Bethany’s sudden change of heart. “You’d like her,” I joke. “You’re both impossible to read.”

“I never claimed to be an open book,” he says good-naturedly. “I am glad your studies are going well. I mean that. You are going to be an excellent nurse.”

“Oh, Erik. You’ll give me a big head.”

“Perhaps you deserve one.”

I roll my eyes. “I feel like you want something,” I venture.

He reaches across the table and traces my palm with his finger, his eyes full of meaning.

“I always want something from you. It never stops. I dream of you every night, you know.”

I almost gasp. And I almost laugh. What comes out is a mangled hybrid. What has gotten into him tonight?

Suddenly, a future with this criminal doesn’t seem so bleak. Images of us doing normal couple-type stuff—going to the movies, walking down a pier, picking out drapes, for God’s sake—jockey for attention in my mind.

Then my cell phone buzzes on the table. I glance at it: Rob.

Erik withdraws his hand. “Asking for money, I assume?”

“That’s not fair,” I mutter, the moment of tenderness passing.

“Is it not?” he grumbles. “He has been taking advantage of you his whole life. What makes you think he’ll stop now?”

Bingo. Here’s the Erik I remember.

“Think of the pressure on you right now, Camille.

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