The Mafia King and his hard-headed slave

Butler teased, his grin wicked. His eyes wandered, and I could feel him undre

continued, "but they'd

errupted, setting the martini in front of Butler. He then turned to me. "F

ip, exhali

rking as he sipped his martini. "Do

nt?" I cut him off, gr

ck bow. "I think we should work

to the police?"

't investigate the deat

wasn't in

s," he finished,

bitter in my mouth. I knew she mattered to me but to Butler?

he was killed for uncovering something. Something our parents either didn't

closer to Emily, don't?" I asked, my voice

ve, but his vo

l want to

er, his smirk taunting me. Snat

tery. It's just that no o

Every family has secrets, but this felt different. My thoughts drif

stunned, trying t

y voice barely above a whisper. "And

date scrawled on the back. "She wrot

familiar loops and quirks. My stomach churned

you do?" I mutter

hy don't you figure this out yourself? You

ut my legs felt froz

is better than less. Plus, I could use someone from the side who knows Miss Motelli maybe better th

han you do, but how do you know I didn't kill

so intense. I know you're leaving your initials and then burning them as if they were paper or wood. I don't know it, but what I saw and what happened to Motelli, surely you didn't do." he put two fi

is every word and every movement of his hand. He took my glass and drank ever

. For a moment, I forgot to speak. Like I have a lump in my throat o

oice, I asked. "How do I k

me. I can't trust you too, but if we

e. "You gotta be fucking kidding me if you think I'

he said calmly, and ag

ot!" I said a

giving me a cigarette. I moved it with one hand. Eric shrugged, moving it

ce. I quickly opened my eyes, but the smoke was just entering them. I coughed and stretc

ler again, shrugged his shoulders, pulling another from the box. I took it and

, I will put a few rules." I started, speaking softly

anyone was to set the rules, it would

on his thighs, slowly moving them more and more up. I can

weetly, trying not to touch his lips. Moving even closer, just a little, I smirked. He was breathing har

hard so I started moving my hips a little, as I rested my

When I touch you like this? Don't you? Blyad." Butler said nothing, his

thighs and my lips next to his ear. I can feel him watching me, not just him, but eve

. Show them wh

r's hard breath trying to keep from moaning. I put my hands on his

ed over his shoulder, seeing several men looking at me with pleasure or excitement. I chuckled. "So easy."

ts smooth texture. Shifting my hips briefly, I felt his sharp intake of

lled me closer, his hands sliding to rest o

aim for the butterfly tattoo near his heart. But I couldn't. His hand brushed da

d my shirt, attempti

y but my breathing uneven. This had already

smirk still on my face as I picked up a dr

he shift in his demeanor. I licked my lips, waiting for his re

uttered. "We

. "And th

arply, grinning.

ossessive. He closed the space between us so quickly that our lips nearly met, bu

tners," I said firmly, gui

Staying unattainable only heightens their des

collar, visibly annoyed. I kep

d, "Yes, t

o love. We're partners, not

, avoidin

we're working on or who we're

again, j

hi

nterrupted, his eyes locking

. Fou

l the information. Anyone who breaks this pays

ow will we c

me to yo

"Fifth, no one visi

but instead, he gritted out, "Sixth, no family ma

ded q

smok

g in other

elitt

," he added

sing it near his neck. Before it could touch him, his hand stopp

e teased, holding the blade casually.

eep it, but don't h

his was going to b