20. Luca

Chapter twenty

Luca

" W hat the fuck?" The last thing I want to see is Kylie cuddled next to Gio as he's throwing popcorn in his mouth, watching a movie. He uses the remote in his hand to pause the tv before turning to grin at me.

I rest my hands on my hips as I glare back. Kylie's asleep with her head resting on Gio's arm. She's wrapped herself in the blanket like a burrito with only her head uncovered.

Even in sleep, she's beautiful. She has wisps of hair lying across her cheek, and her lips are plump and pouty.

She should be asleep on me. The fucker.

I'm already pissed it took longer than an hour tonight. Then I come home to this scene. At least it explains why she didn't answer my text.

My anger isn't directed at Gio, just that at this point, he's spent more time with her than I have. I made it clear to Rome not to contact me again for at least forty-eight hours. I want our Sunday uninterrupted.

Not that I regret he called me in tonight. As much as I wanted this time with Kylie, what we found out was invaluable. The sooner we can get this breach into Sweet Connections discovered, the sooner I can focus more time on her.

Gio chuckles. "Don't be pissed at me. You asked me to entertain her while you were out. "

"I wasn't expecting you to bore her to sleep."

“Please. She had so much fun tonight—you'll need to up your game.”

Arrogant as ever.

Shaking my head, I don’t succumb to his taunt. Instead, I pick up Kylie and settle her against my chest. She snuggles her face into the crook of my neck as I carefully sit down, trying not to wake her.

For the first time tonight, the tension leaves my frame, my shoulders relax, and I don't resist the urge to tilt my head down to touch my cheek to hers.

When I lift my head to bring my gaze to Gio's, he's smirking.

"Shut up." I grumble.

Chuckling, he picks up the remote and shuts the tv off. "Well? What'd you find out?" Setting the remote on the coffee table, he shifts to face me on the couch.

I exhale and gather my thoughts. "Rome's men got their hands on a higher up. It's why he called—he couldn't hold him long. The interrogation had to happen tonight so they could stage his death before his boss became suspicious."

Gio nodded. "That makes sense. I'm sorry I couldn't be there, but Little Bit turned out to be entertaining."

I narrow my eyes. "You'll have to explain that comment later."

He smirks.

Shaking my head, I continue, "The guy proved hard to break, which I’m sure is why he made it to their top tier. Rome was smart, though. He did his research on all the high level men and had them all followed, waiting for the opportune time to snatch one of them. His patience paid off—something his father never learned."

Gio narrows his eyes at the mention of Rome's father. The man was hated by all.

"We got little out of him, but what we learned was important. Rome thought this was a new syndicate who could easily be squashed and move on. The man bragged about it being much bigger than that. It seems the enemy of Rome's family backs them in Italy. The Mancuso's."

"Whoa." Gio's eyes widen at the information .

"Yeah. Not great news for Rome, but without that information, he would've made the wrong moves to take them down. With this new intel, he can plan appropriately with the addition of his family's help from Italy. The only thing we couldn't get was the identity of the plant." I run a hand down my face, exhaustion setting in. "At first, he denied there was one, but after some convincing on Rome's part, he finally got him to admit to several plants, but only the main boss knows who they are. He insists that was done in case Rome got his hands on any of the men."

We stare at the blank TV digesting the information. I’m not happy this is bigger than what we thought, but the fault doesn’t lie at Rome’s feet. He’s made the family richer with the changes he's made. That always brings people out of the woodwork, wanting to steal what you’ve built. I’ve seen it myself when a competitor started their own sugar baby business in town. They tried stealing some of our clients and were successful in the beginning, but I provide a well run service that protects all parties involved and that proved to be more valuable to my clientele.

Gio turns, brows dipped, to look down at Kylie. “We’ll have to keep a closer eye on Little Bit. She could become vulnerable if they find out about her.”

“Yeah. The timing for me to take her as my own is not good, but it’s too late to back off now. They could already know about her. That she’s my first sugar baby since starting the business proves she’s already too valuable to me. No one will believe she's temporary. If they don't get what they want, they may try to go after her.” My blood boils just thinking about it.

"Good thing you already hired Joseph to watch over her. She won't even know he's there."

"I extended his contract for the six months she'll be with me. This plant should be found by then, but it wouldn't hurt having Jospeh protecting her when she's not with me."

"Makes sense." Gio zones out while I stare down at Kylie.

“Well …” He stands, grabbing his empty beer bottle and their popcorn buckets. “Now that you’re back, I’m sure you want to be alone. Call me if you need me. ”

“Thanks, Gio. Don’t expect to hear from me until Monday.”

“You got it, boss. I've got plans myself.” The right side of his mouth tilts up as he sweeps out of the room.

Laying my head on the back of the couch, I allow a moment to enjoy Kylie in my arms. When I hear the door shut downstairs, I dip my head to catalog Kylie's features again. I can't seem to get enough. I’ve asked myself many times what it is about her that pulls at me. At first, I blamed it on lust. She has the curves to draw the attention of any hot-blooded male. But it’s more than that. I just haven't figured it out yet.

After finding out about who's really behind the new syndicate, I should step away from her until everything is resolved. Only, I can't do it.

Scrubbing a hand down my face, I let out a frustrated sigh. Careful not to wake her, I stand and take her to my room and lay her on the bed. I had every intention of letting her sleep, resigned to the fact that I'll have to wait another day to have her. But the moment I tried to pull the covers out from under her, her eyes snap open.

"Hi, Angel." I dip down to drop a kiss on her lips before I continue pulling the covers down and out from under her.

"Hey." Her voice groggy, she clears it and then tries to sit up.

I put a hand on her shoulder to keep her lying down. "Don't move."

Going to her feet, I slip her socks off and find her toenails painted pink. I can't resist squeezing her big toe, saying, "Cute." before letting go.

Kylie lifts onto her elbows to look down at her feet, then glances up with a sweet smile.

She's nervous. There's a flush flowing up her neck. Her hands are picking at the bottom sheet as if she needs to move and her gaze bounces around the room, but stops when they land on me as I unbutton my shirt. I watch her as she watches my fingers deftly release each button until I get the last one. She fixes her gaze on my chest as I remove the shirt from my shoulders and toss it aside.

My lips tip up as she continues to stare with her mouth partially open .

Leaning down, I lift her sweater to reveal the button on her pants. I glance up and wink. "Your turn." And then proceed to unbutton her pants, lower the zipper, and then drag them down to reveal pretty pink cotton panties. Just the sight of them has my dick going rock hard.

"Beautiful." Leaning down, I place a chaste kiss on her pink covered mound.

When she lets out a muffled noise, I snap my gaze to hers to find her biting her lip as she watches me. I straighten just enough to continue pulling her pants down her smooth, toned legs and continue until I whisk them off and throw them over my shoulder.

"Your turn." Her smile widens as she glances down at my pants.

"Cheeky. I like it." Chuckling, I do as she demands. Once again, her eyes watch my fingers as I unbutton my pants before pulling them down my hips. I pull my socks off along with the pants before straightening and tossing them to the side.

The left corner of my lips tip higher when her eyes zero in on the bulge behind my boxer briefs.

"Your turn." That gets her eyes back to mine. I move closer to the bed and sit down by her hip, caging her in with my arms and lean in to bite her lip. Pulling back, I grab the hem of her sweater to lift over her head, causing her to sit straighter. After tossing her sweater, my eyes trail down of their own accord to the matching pink cotton bra that's cradling her generous breasts. "Beautiful. Everything about you is beautiful."

Taking the tip of my finger, I start at her throat and trail it down to the small piece of cloth connecting the two cups together, where I curl my finger and tug her to me, retaking her mouth. Needing to feel more of her, I gather her into my arms and shift her until she's sitting sideways on my lap as I continue to taste and explore her mouth.

Having her sweet ass sitting on my dick is nirvana. We've been interrupted too many times and I don't know how I have the patience to take her slowly, but my desire to explore her supersedes my need.

We're both panting as I rip my mouth away and lean my forehead to hers. I hold in a groan as she runs her hands through my hair. "Tell me you're ready." I demand. "Our phones are off and I've warned everyone not to contact me until Monday." I pull back to meet her gaze. "No more interruptions, Angel. Tell me you're ready."