Chapter Forty two

Natasha's POV

I went back to Lorenzo's suite thinking about what Olivia had said.

She was right though, I'd searched every nook and cranny of Lorenzo's suite and had not come up with a single thing that could pove he was tied to the mafia.

He was almost too clean.

The only option was to try and get the information out of Lorenzo himself and the only way to get that was to get close to him and as disgusting as it was, I would have to fuck him, men had a tendency of spilling secrets or hints when being pleasured.

I hated it so much but I didn't have a choice as it stood.

Olivia was right, I had my sister to protect and it wasn't like it was the first time I had had to sleep with the enemy in order to get information.

But this is different, you actually like him.

A tiny annoying voice in my head said.

I don't like him! I protested, sexually attracted to him? Maybe but I didn't like him… not by a long shot.

I was finally done from where I left off earlier.

The suite was sparkling clean