**Arena POV"Jeeves, if you please," Mateo asked politely."Certainly," Jeeves acknowledged and stopped the car in the middle of an empty parking lot.I was slightly confused. I thought we were going out to eat? I didn't want to say anything, though. It felt rude to expect something more than Mateo had planned.As soon as he put the vehicle in park, Jeeves exited and opened the door for Mateo, allowing him to exit first. "I'll take it from here. Thank you, Jeeves," Mateo declared and then walked around back to help me out of my seat.My two feet had just reached the pavement when Mateo started enacting his plan. "Close your eyes for me," he ordered softly."Wh-why do I—""Can you trust me?" His voice was low, smooth, and sultry as he spoke, even though I was sure he didn't intend it to be.The word 'trust' held a lot of weight for me. I knew it wasn't supposed to be such a deep question, but I treated it that way. If I was trusting someone
**Arena POV"King me."As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I saw fire flare in Mateo's cinnamon swirled eyes."Are you sure you know what you're asking for?" Mateo whispered, his breath feathering along my lips.I dipped a glance down to Mateo's lips, then looked back into his eyes. "Yes."Mateo captured my lips again, and I felt warmth pooling between my legs that had nothing to do with the water.The ocean sucked at my dress, but Mateo still walked through the water with me in his arms. He was impressively strong."Where are you taking me?" I asked, wrapping my arms more tightly around the back of his neck."Somewhere away from prying eyes," Mateo murmured. He nuzzled along my jaw and nibbled my ear. I could have melted right then.I imagined the staff had made themselves scarce, and I hadn't seen anyone else on the beach, but Mateo was right. Best to do this somewhere private.Mateo walked us into a small inlet between some high rocks. It was private, secl
**Marco POV"Hello, Oscar," I greeted El Lobo through the phone.Right on time."You f*cker!"I chuckled. "Give me back my f*cking slaves!" I always found Oscar a bit of a hot mess."I'd assume your slaves would like to be free, if that's all they are to you. Isn't that right Rochelle, Felix?" I looked at them, their mouths sealed with duct tape, tied to two folding chairs. Rochelle was shaking her head vigorously."What the f*ck did you do to—" Oscar must have taken too long a drag of his cigarette as his dry cough was acting up."They wouldn't give me the answers that I needed. I was hoping you could fix my problem." I had no intention of hurting these two. I had a daughter myself. I didn't like to kill innocent people if I didn't have to."What the f*ck do you want?" I laughed at Oscar's arrogance. He thought he was in control here. Yes, he was rich. He sold humans, and shifters, at exorbitant rates to desperate, wealthy scum. But,
That wasn't my first time, but it felt as extraordinary as if it was. Arena was a goddess, plain and simple. I needed a second go-around, this time in the comfort of my own apartment."Shall we head back?" I asked, as she was still soaking in the water. Damn, she looked otherworldly in her bare skin, though. I couldn't wait to see more of her. Soon, Mateo, soon."Why do you want to leave already?" She looked up at me with those sparkling eyes which twinkled brighter than the stars in the sky.I began dressing in my briefs that I had tossed up onto the rocks. I figured I could fetch us some towels so Arena wouldn't be so shy on the car ride back. "I thought we could do a round two, maybe in the comfort of my penthouse? Only if you wanted to get to know me a little better that is…" I teased."Not back to your mansion?" she asked, her eyes wide. "Ashamed for people to see me with you?" Her expression turned a little hard."Absolutely not, Arena. It's just… how do I put this?
**Marco POV"Sh*t, Marco. At least take me out to dinner before you f*ck me over," Agustin said.I chuckled, a deep, grizzly laugh, back at him. He wasn't wrong. This was going to be a sh*tfest. We had El Lobo to deal with first, then I had to figure out negotiating with Matias, and then I needed to get that Zuleta girl back. If I knew things were going to be this involved, I'd have turned the whole deal down."I need more," I demanded."More what? Hookers? I can send some b*tches your way, Marco," he cackled. I heard him spitting his chewing tobacco."No. Money," I rolled my eyes. The dumb f*ck. Believe it or not, I've been a family man. I could have had any lady I wanted as an Alpha, with this type of power, but I didn't want to ruin my daughter's image of me. My wife, she was a good piece of meat to f*ck, but was dumb as Agustin here. Everything I did was for my little Serena. "F*ck you, Marco, you filthy c*cksucker. No way I'm giving you anymore than we agreed on," Agu
**Arena POVMateo wiped me down with a towelette, and now that I was feeling clean and refreshed, I craved another go at it."I'm ready for round three," I assured him, wanting even more. I couldn't get enough of what sex finally felt like, going nineteen years without it.Mateo walked over to me with a glass of sparkling water and a blanket to cover me. "Pace yourself," he smirked. "I'm sure you're on cloud nine now, but even the best of us need a cool-down."I winked. "Are you the best of us?""I aim for perfection," he announced, pulling the light-weight cashmere blanket over my thighs gently. He handed me the glass of water, and I took a sip. It was getting hot in his apartment, even with the air conditioning on, but the drink helped. Although, I was sure it wasn't cool enough to get the redness out of my face from being so close to a naked, sexy man like Mateo."You're just going to sit like that?" I pondered aloud, staring down at his exposed c
Murdered? I was caught off-guard, but it started to add up. The lack of photographs could be explained by such a traumatic event. "I'm so sorry for your loss," I began, unsure how else to console him."I appreciate that, but it's okay." I could tell by his face that it wasn't. I thought maybe I should change the subject, but he continued before I could interrupt. "It was many years ago, but I've never truly gotten over it."Which seemed weird because, from his exterior, you'd think he was some carefree billionaire who raced sports cars and had personal shoppers. He maintained a good mask."I can't even imagine," I sighed, heartbroken for him. I shifted my position on the loveseat towards him, both of our legs now under the cashmere blanket."They say one won't live much longer than their mate, but here I am, many years later." His tone was slightly regretful.I paused. "So you've already met your fated mate, then?" It wasn't a question as much as it was a
**Efrain"I can't believe we're paying this much for some b*tch," I grumbled as my father and I stood in the abandoned parking ramp in front of a sleek, black BMW. Six bodyguards were fanned out around them, looking rather out of place wearing suits and sunglasses on a hot Miami night."Shut up," my thrice-cursed father said. "She's not 'some b*tch. She's Mateo Castilas's daughter. That alone makes her worth every penny."I huffed in frustration. "So you want me to mate with her, then?"Agustin stroked his chin. "Maybe. Maybe we don't need that Catalina Zuleta, anyway. It'd be much more advantageous to have an alliance with Mateo than with Rodri Zuleta. But we can't forget the fact that she's your Moon Goddess given mate."I rolled my eyes. "You know I don't believe in that crap.""Crap or not, facts are facts." My father checked his watch again and frowned. "Half an hour late. This is coming out of his payment.""Whatever," I sighed.The drunken a** frowned at me, then