She froze when I said it. I liked seeing the effect I had on her. It was very satisfying.
My eyes scanned her face as her damp hair framed it. My gaze trailed down to her lips. Every now and then I was tempted to kiss her. But there was no telling what would happen if I gave into that temptation.
Then I pulled her until her back hit my chest and her ass rested on my cock. I felt it twitch at the contact.
She gasped as I ran my hands through her hair. I could feel her fighting to resist my touch.
"I have things to do." She muttered, moving away from me.
To be honest, I felt slightly apologetic for yelling at her earlier but I did not exactly know how to apologize. Maybe some make up sex would get it off her mind, I assumed. But apparently she was not in the mood. Or so she thought.
I was not ready to seduce her into it like I always did. I wanted her to come to me this time but Mira didn't seem very eager so I turned to leave the room. I had plenty of things to do anyway.
"Why did you get so high last night Jace?" She asked out of nowhere.
I halted my movements and turned to her. That question was so random and unexpected, it caught me off guard.
I faced her fully and shrugged. Why did I decide to break my no coke rule for a taste of it last night until I was knocked out? Maybe it was because I was overwhelmed by everything going on around me. I was carrying the weight my father left me and it was tiring. No one could ever fully understand it because I never let them in. The only person who got a glimpse of it was my number one handyman, Tomas.
"Maybe because silence is louder than gunfire sometimes." I finally answered in a distant voice that sounded foreign even to my own ears.
"But-"
I cut her off immediately.
"I have work to do. I'd like some chocolate chip cookies though."
She nodded and that was my cue to leave before she would ask further questions and start playing therapist. I couldn't let this turn into a moment of vulnerability.
I knew women like Mira. They typically thought it was a case of salvation and I needed to be saved or helped by them. These kind of women would take it as a mission to change me for their sakes. I didn't need any of that sentimental bullshit. I was not looking for a redemption arc of some sort.
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I found myself deeply engrossed in reading through different files and books my PAs from the different businesses I owned had delivered to my house. I didn't even have the time to visit my warehouses as usual. It's a good thing I had someone like Tomas overseeing all of that. It would have been too overwhelming for me.
I picked up my phone when his call came in for the third time today.
"What is it this time?" I asked with a sigh.
"Pedro has some balls. He's refusing to pay up." He sounded upset.
I chuckled. That son of a bitch owed me over three million and he was acting untouchable because he's friends with one of my father's close allies in the underworld. He seemed to forget that I inherited my father's enemies and not necessarily his friends.
"What should we do boss?" Tomas asked.
"Code blue." I said calmly.
"On it."
By the time he lost one or two of his loved ones 'mysteriously', it would set him straight. No one could mess with my money and go scot free. If they thought they were invincible, I would prove to them how vicious I could be.
I dropped my phone when a knock came.
"Come on in." I beckoned on the person behind the door, waiting to see who it was.
It was one of the maids holding a tray. I knew who it was from but I asked anyways.
"Mrs Romano said to bring this to you." She answered.
I looked at the plate of freshly baked cookies and the glass of warm milk by the side. There was also a mug of what I correctly assumed was plain black coffee. She placed it on the table, right in front of me.
"Tell her to join me." I said, dismissing the staff.
A knock came again shortly after.
"Come in." I said again.
Mira came in reluctantly. She was probably nervous after what happened the last time I caught her in here.
"You asked for me." She said, standing at the doorway.
I took a good look at her. She had on a simple short dress that showed off her smooth legs. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and even with her face bare of makeup, she looked gorgeous.
Jace. Focus.
I gestured for her to sit in front of me.
"Join me."
I watched her swallow slightly and let out a little sigh before coming to sit down.
I picked up a warm cookie and bit into it. The sweetness exploded in my tongue.
"This is really good." I commended her with a hum of approval.
"Thank you."
There was a slight red tint on her cheeks as she said that.
I leaned over and put a piece in her mouth. I watched her chew like it was something out of the ordinary.
"Beautiful," I couldn't help but admit.
Mira held a different kind of beauty. Better than anything I'd ever seen. And I had been with many women.
I leaned in slowly. And before I could stop myself, my lips pressed against hers softly. It was brief, it was slow but it felt like there was a crack in the wall I had built.
I just kissed my wife for the first time ever and it felt...odd.