2. Luca

Chapter 2

Luca

The door swung shut behind me, and I breathed a heavy sigh, scowling at Claude as I crossed the floor. He looked at me with a quizzical expression. Claude has been with me for so long, we didn't really need words to communicate.

Claude raised his eyebrows and nodded toward the room I'd left Knox in. "ATF?"

I shook my head. "He's not worried about alcohol, tobacco, or firearms."

He shrugged. "Fed?"

I rolled my eyes and nodded. The poor kid didn't stand a chance, coming here so bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. The last Fed they tried to send was a kid named Joe, and seeing as how Joe disappeared and they were still looking for him, I thought they would've given up by now.

But apparently not. Somehow, Knox seemed even more innocent than them all. And a goddamn omega. He still wore that clean-shaven, military look with the scent of ocean-breeze soap wafting off him.

Claude cracked his knuckles and grinned. "I'll take care of him."

I just shook my head. "No need. I've got a different idea for the kid."

Back at my desk, I took out a pen and paper and tried to concentrate. But I could still smell Knox's clean scent. It was strong enough that I brought my sleeve to my nose and sniffed, just to see if the smell had rubbed off on my clothing.

But it hadn't. It seemed to be burned into my nose.

With my eyes closed, I thought about what to write. When I pictured Knox squatting by the stream with his hand in the water, I smiled. He tried so hard to keep up with me. A bead of sweat formed on his brow as he tried not to break first.

Fuck, he was so earnest and…gorgeous.

When he looked at me with those light blue eyes, so eager for my approval, my dick twitched. Dammit, that was the last thing I needed to be thinking about.

Why the fuck would the feds send a child like Knox to Gilded Lake, my hometown?

We worked so hard to keep this place off the radar. Honestly, that was exactly what gave Knox's little charade away. I never would've hired a new assistant who had never been to Gilded Lake.

His cover was amateurish and obvious. But that's what made him kind of adorable. Might as well have some fun with the boy.

Finally inspiration hit and I started to write in my best cursive.

Dear Knox,

Welcome to the team. Great to have you here. Congratulations on passing the Green Test.

I chuckled as I wrote the words because there was no actual test. I just wanted to see how he would react to the frigid water. It was a stupid game the guys and I played sometimes when we were hunting and waiting in the bush.

Knox had been able to keep his hand in longer than all of them. Well, all of them except Claude, but Claude was like a machine.

Please be my guest for dinner tonight at Eagle Crest. My driver will pick you up at seven. Wear your best attire. I'll be sharing some highly classified information. It's good to know I've got someone as trustworthy as you on the team now.

Regards,

Luca

I scratched out "Luca" and wrote "Mayor Francesco" before I looked over the letter. Too much? Too obvious? I'd been playing cat and mouse with the feds for so long, it barely felt like a game anymore. But something about this eager, blue-eyed kid made me feel like having some fun. I found an envelope, tucked the letter inside, and licked along the edge.

The thought of Knox touching where my tongue had just been made my dick twitch again. Wow, I must really think he's hot to actually have a visceral reaction to something so silly.

Claude winked when I handed him the letter, then left to give it to Knox. I'm telling you, Claude and I didn't even need to talk.

For the rest of the day, I didn't run across Knox again. Carla had a list of useless tasks to occupy him with, and Claude and I took off for meetings at the casino. By the time I was done, it was late, so I went home to get ready.

My house at Gilded Lake was my favorite of all my homes. And not just because it was one of the largest. Set atop a hill at the end of a long, gated drive, it was designed with the natural elements of the land in mind and blended in beautifully with the landscape. On the mornings I woke up early enough, I liked to stand at my bedroom window with an espresso and watch the elk grazing below at the shores of the lake. We didn't need the feds messing things up for us.

My family had been running these lands for generations without issue. Some city boy wasn't gonna ruin what we'd built. I just needed to be smart about how I used him to my advantage.

Glancing at my watch, I decided I had time for a quick shower.

The steamy water felt nice as I lathered myself up, and the smell of soap reminded me of Knox. Now that I was alone, I could finally grow to the full erection I'd been fighting all day. Nobody had had this effect on me in a while. In my line of work, it was just easier to be single. I had side things here and there, but to be honest, most people were boring once I got to know them.

Something about Knox intrigued me, and I let my soapy hands wander down to my hard cock. I started a nice rhythm on my shaft as my eyes closed, with images of Knox's full, pouty lips in my mind. He'd been quick to smile, and when he did, he revealed rows of perfectly straight white teeth. If I played my cards right, I could get rid of Knox, send the feds a message, and have some fun too.

My plans for the night didn't involve touching Knox, but I let myself pretend that they did. Of course, I'd watched his ass when he walked out of my office. And of course, I noticed the thick muscles across his back that didn't come from weekly visits to a gym and the hard glutes that showed off his years of daily drills.

I pictured my hands sliding down his pants and my fingers running across his hard ass, feeling the dip on the sides, slipping around to the front and touching the delicious V muscles that carved a path to his cock. Stroking his balls in one hand, I'd take his hard dick in the other and squeeze. He'd turn his face and moan as I slid my finger into his mouth so he could suck on it, looking up at me with those eager blue eyes. In my fantasy, I pulled my wet finger from his mouth and slid it down to his ass, circling his smooth hole and priming him for me. Then I'd turn him so his hands were against the shower wall as I slid between his legs and nudged them apart.

Stroking myself faster, my cock throbbed with desire for him. I wanted to look down and see his hard ass glistening with water as he waited for me to plow into him. My cock would fit perfectly between his cheeks, but before I entered him, he'd turn his head and look at me with so much trust and desire.

Fuck, I didn't even get through the whole scene in my head before I came in my hand, spewing my creamy jizz all over the shower wall where I'd pictured him standing. That was fast, but that was good. I didn't have a lot of time anyway.

Now I could face Knox without so much tension in the air between us.

As the owner of the casino, I always dressed up when I went there. In general, I liked to look better than most people without being ostentatious. It was a fine line, but I hit it pretty well most of the time.

In an Armani suit and a blue silk tie, something close to the color of Knox's eyes, I felt ready. Even though he wouldn't make the connection, I almost hoped he'd wonder if it was intentional. A subconscious message to him that I was interested and thinking about him.

What was I doing? I must have been really bored if I was planning to flirt with a fed. After I put on my cufflinks, I gave myself a final assessment in the mirror.

Yeah, I was ready. I texted Claude to let him know I was leaving.

One of the best things about spending so much time in Gilded Lake was that I didn't need my security detail with me all the time. That was another reason I was pissed when Knox showed up. The lake was my haven, the one spot I didn't have to think about the bullshit I dealt with in the city.

If the feds knew I was here, it meant other people knew I was here. The bad people who were constantly trying to dethrone me.

I walked to my truck and cast a mournful look at my estate. Soon, it would be staffed with security 24/7 and alarmed up to hell. Dammit .

Resentment toward Knox was building in me as I started up the truck.

As sexy and eager as he was, I needed to get rid of him.