Todos os capítulos de Got Too Close: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

But my suspicion of more lies didn't kill my curiosity, for right now, we were on the balcony eating dinner, or rather, HE was eating dinner. Sitting opposite him, I couldn't take in anything. Although the aroma wafting past her nose was promising, my stomach thought otherwise. But he didn't seem to notice, cutting through his venison and vegetables, working his Adam's apple to swallow mouthfuls. Time and again, a butler refilled his cup.His hair was a mess; his body didn't have the tension it did in Umbria. He looked relaxed, in tune with this environment. He looked like he was made for this.He dropped his cutlery and pushed his plate away. Grabbing a napkin from the table, he dabbed at his lips. Finally focusing on me, he leaned back and asked, "You don't like the food?"I shook my head, my voice hoarse. I replied, "I'm sure it's wonderful. You seem to enjoy it very much.""I am," he nodded, then turned to gaze into the compound, specifically at the pool, before speaking again. "

That week, it was hard to spot Nikolai, and when he was in the manor, he was in the study sorting through papers and hiding guns, according to what Amara had said.Amara had told me that this week would be pretty busy since the older Don had left a lot of pending tasks for them.She had said it while daydreaming, smiling fondly and mysteriously when she called her husband's name. It was evident that they had made up; she wasn't trying to hide it.Once he was back, those two were all over each other like animals.As for Nikolai, during his few hours, he spent time in the children's room, keeping Mia company or playing baseball with Matteo without any of his men in sight.So far, he was doing a good job hiding all of this from the children, bringing boxes into the manor in the middle of the night.Looking out the window, I saw his men drag a bound man out of the trunk.As I watched, Nikolai, standing in front of the man, suddenly pulled out a gun from his side and pointed it at his head

Halting on his stand wasn't enough; suddenly, all of his attention was on the man on his feet to receive him, and when he saw the grin appearing on Fabio's' face, he knew something was about to go wrong. His first thought had been to let Damon take over from there, but then curiosity was about to swallow him whole.Damon noticed it first and slowed drawing backward; he stood in front of Nico, his head lowered he breathed, "You're being creepy here just watching the dude like you know him."Nico leaned further, peering into Damon's pupils, "That's because I know him" Seeing Damon's bewildered face, he stood up straight and walked past him; standing opposite Fabio, he stretched out his hand, "Fabio Conti, we finally meet" to his surprise the grin came naturally.Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn't go so badly; the men behind Fabio, with their shades on, looked like hitmen; guess he needed the protection if he was going underground.Nico wasn't the only one with a dirty little secret.Fa

His mouth trailed, and the lower they went, the wider my pupils, and when he stopped at my already wet slit, I jerked so hard his palm pressed me down to keep me still."Oh God, Nico!" I whimpered, my fingers clutching hard on the sheets as my view went blurry, my chest heaving, and suddenly I felt hot, but it wasn't the room."Good" I felt his nose digging into my slit, inhaling my scent, "You got my name right this time. Now keep still."He pushed my knees up, spreading them to give himself access; I waited, ready to spasm when his fingers spread my pussy lips, and then he took a big swipe with his tongue.And my hips, in response, throbbed with the maddening pleasure."Oh my, oh my fuck!" I cried out.Kneeling before me, he sucked on my clit, and I, still trapped under his palm, with nowhere to go, found myself gripping his hair, grappling for sanity.I was gasping and arching my hips to meet with his mouth.Only my whimpers filled the room as he pushed me towards raving pleasure.

The last two days, he had been going in circles, staring at the telephone and cells, waiting for a ring from Noah telling him how everything was in Rome. The calls came in alright, but none from Noah.Those two days, he had gone sleepless and half drunk; because of his restlessness, he had ignored their bedroom so he didn't disturb her with his pacing.And where did that send him? Into the pool, dipping for hours, then staying in the showers for more hours, face raised, holding his breath as the water beat down on him.Nico had always thought himself a calm one, having control of every situation, but no one had to tell that this one had gone out of his hands.Noah wasn't calling anymore, and that silence he knew said so many things. Did the recording reach the Quirinal Palace? Damn, he was running out of his mind overthinking.Even now, to get his head levelled, he was in the pool, right in the middle of the night, swimming from wall to wall, only in a swim short.The light of their r