The Lawyer and the Tramp (Chicago Syndicate Book 7) by Soraya Naomi

Author:Soraya Naomi [Naomi, Soraya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love story, angst and deceit, Alpha Hero, possessive hot alpha, romantic suspense, angst, mafia romance, crime boss, romantic thriller, strong heroine, edge of seat, Possessive Hero, Dark Romance, Contemporary Romance, fifty shades, vicious, gone girl, cynthia eden
Publisher: Soraya Naomi
Published: 2017-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 26

Eva

“Why did you tie me up?” I wonder aloud as I rub the tiredness from my eyes and memories invade my mind.

However, a banging on the door startles me, so I bound off the bed at the same time Carmine does. He smothers my mouth with his hand, and we tumble backward onto the mattress.

“That’s why I tied you up,” he whispers, lying on top of my naked front because my dress shirt is unbuttoned. “Because someone could knock on my door at any moment and I didn’t know how you would react. Will you obey me and stay quiet?”

I nod, sidetracked by his well-built chest pressing against mine, and I try to ignore his tantalizingly masculine scent which teases my nostrils.

Slowly, Carmine lifts his hand from my mouth.

“What do we do?” I blurt out, and a crease appears between his brows.

“You have to stay down here. Don’t make a sound until I come back.”

“Yes, okay,” I respond, and he pushes off the bed to throw on his pants and hike up the staircase.

Meanwhile, I stare at the rich, dark grey paneling on the wall and a fancy, huge flat screen, feeling empty when I remember last night. Everything after Brandon was hit by the car is like a vague nightmare. I was in a daze and revealed everything I knew to Carmine. But when I collapsed, he comforted me. He talked to me like I’m a woman worthy of conversation.

Even though I was miserable, he was the first man to ever make me feel treasured with the way he held me. It’s a sensation I’ve been curious about my whole life, and on the worst night of my existence, he soothed my demons of regret.

Which is why this morning, when I was in a dreamlike state and wasn’t fully awake, instead of thinking about the mess I’m in, I desired his touch. There’s something about the way he’s assisting me that makes me feel special. Although I’m afraid that might not be his intention.

Because why did he tie me up?

I get the sense that he trusts me to a certain degree, yet his contradictive behavior puzzles me. As I try to get my thoughts in order, I’m distracted when I hear raised voices and tiptoe to the bottom of the stairway.

“Why aren’t you answering your phone, brother?” a low male voice demands.

“I just woke up, Adriano.” Carmine clears his throat, pretending he was conked out. “Christ, it’s fucking early.”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“I had to check something out,” Carmine answers.

“The entire night? Why didn’t you come back to the wedding?”

“Because it was late.”

“I swear to god, Carmine, ignore your boss’s calls again, and I’ll punish you like I do the rest of my organization. What exactly did you check out?”

Holy shit! His brother is the boss of the Syndicate.

“I had a lead on the escort,” Carmine says, and sweat forms on my palms.

“Oh. Well, that’s great.” Adriano’s tone becomes less incensed. “I actually called you because John informed me last night that Roman contacted him.

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