Nero held Elle’s eyes, making her see. “I will fight. I will torture. And I will kill in my line of work. I knew I would join the mob ever since I could remember, and you have to accept that because I am not giving you an option. It’s a part of me, just how you’re a part of me, but nothing—nothing—will ever come before you.
“No one will ever fucking touch what’s mine and not pay for it. That’s why she had to be dealt with.” Nero raised his hand when Elle looked like she was about to cry again. “I did not fucking kill her, but I promise you she wishes she was dead. However, I am not going to find you lying on the bathroom floor again, so the next person will not be so lucky. If anyone ever lays a hand on you, I will fucking kill them, and no amount of begging or crying will stop me. If you pull that shit again, I will torture the fucker twice as long. Do you understand me?”
Elle’s body tingled as he spoke. She wanted to be afraid, but instead, her body grew taut at every word. Elle slowly nodded her head, staring into his emerald eyes.
“Come here,” Nero’s deep voice commanded her.
Elle leaned forward, going to her hands. She knew this was what he’d wanted, what he had been waiting for by the expression on his face. She didn’t pull her eyes away as she crawled towards him, taking her time in order to savor the enjoyment on his face.
Elle stared up at the real Nero through her lashes as she sat before him on her knees. She understood why Nero had a bed so low, and knowing she was about to enjoy this as much as he was, her knees would thank him every day. Maybe more. Elle squeezed her thighs together in anticipation, her hands wanting desperately to go to his pants.
Elle gasped when Nero reached out and held her chin firmly. “What do you want?”
Elle licked her lips. “Can I suck your dick?”
Nero gripped her chin tighter. “Are you ever going to lie to me again?”
“No,” Elle answered right away.
“No, what?”
“No, I will never lie to you again. I promise.” Elle’s eyes showed him she was telling him the truth.
Nero dropped his hand from her chin. “Good. Now, tell me what you want.”
Elle wiggled closer to him. “Please, may I suck your dick?” she begged.
“Yes, baby,” Nero groaned.
Elle quickly reached for his pants and unbuttoned them with shaky hands. His cock flung out faster this time, being a lot harder. Elle’s hand quickly covered his thickness, and she wrapped her mouth around his head. She teased his tip with her tongue before looking up at his tortured face. She sucked him deep into her mouth and slid it back out. When Nero grabbed her hair, she obeyed his unspoken command, sucking on him harder as her hands went to play with his balls.
“Deeper,” Nero gritted out as he pushed her down farther.
Elle quickly learned how Nero wanted to be sucked. She took him deep into her mouth and let his tip slide into the back of her throat. A deep noise escaped from Nero’s throat, and Elle sucked him farther back as she squeezed his balls. Over and over, Elle devoured him until Nero held her head still as he came, making Elle take everything he had as he jerked in her mouth.
“Fuck, baby. I knew you would be good, but damn.”
Elle smiled up at him, pleased with herself.
Nero went to the bed and grabbed Elle for a hard kiss. He then flipped her over, back on her hands and knees and pushed her ass high into the air.
“This is the last box of condoms I will buy. The doctor will come to see you to get on the pill tomorrow.” Nero went to his nightstand and slid on a condom.
Elle bit her lip when his dick ran along her entrance. She pushed her ass back at him.
“Oh fuck yes,” she moaned. “Please.”
In one swift movement, Nero went deep inside her, fucking her somehow harder and faster than he had earlier as he gripped her hips. Elle screamed and pushed back at him, glad Nero let her join in.
She didn’t last long; the sound and feeling of his balls slapping against her sent her over the edge. Nero held her up to reach his own climax and Elle lay limp in his arms, feeling his jolts deep inside her.
It took a few minutes before Nero could recover. When he did, he went back to the head of the bed then pulled Elle into him. His hand started soothing her back, just like he always did, before he spoke.
“You stayed at Legacy Prep because of Chloe, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” Elle knew she’d never told Nero much of anything the month they were together, but she wasn’t going to be able to keep everything from Nero him from now on. I will keep secrets that aren’t mine to tell, though.
“Why? She was originally with them when they did those things to you.”
Elle took a deep breath. “The day I came back to school, after I was beaten, was the day Chloe returned back to school with her scars. I thought I looked bad, but Chloe… I could tell she was traumatized. I knew she went through something much worse than what I did. I heard them calling her ‘freak’, and I just lost it.”
Nero’s fingers continued the motion. “What happened to her?”
I can’t tell you. Elle didn’t say anything.
“She wasn’t in a car wreck, was she?” Nero tried again.
Elle could at least answer that for him. “No, she wasn’t.”
Chapter Forty-Nine