{NIKOLAI}
The man on the other end of the conference call droned on and I listened with half an ear. Vito and I were in our office on the upper deck, but I was thinking about my prisoner.
Her scent, her skin. The depraved look on her face when I finally let her come. She was too perfect, with an hourglass body,with a feisty attitude and fucked- up appetite that matched my own.
I wanted to chase her through the woods, then catch her and fuck her on the ground, with her struggling and pretending to fight me. Hell, I wanted to bring her to heel. Right the fuck now.
From his seat opposite me, Vito reached to mute the phone. "Are you paying attention? And don't lie, because I already know the answer."
"Then why are you asking the question?" I went to unmute the phone, but he caught my arm.
"We can't afford mistakes, Zo."
I scowled at him. "And what is it exactly that you're worried about, fratello?"
