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“Don Valentino,” Tony said before I could hang up. “I called to warn you.”
“Consider me warned,” I replied.
“No! I mean to warn you not to come back to Italy until we have this straightened out,” Tony cut in.
I sighed. There didn’t seem to be a safe harbor anywhere these days. “Alright. I’ll stay right here until the business in Italy is sorted.”
“Thank you, sir,” Tony responded. “I will keep you posted.”
“I know you will.” I hung up.
I was never one to delve into the past or think that karma existed. Right then, I felt like I was paying for all my sins.
I quickly checked to see if Becca was still asleep, and then headed back out. It was late in the morning in Italy, though I had no idea where she was…
The only other person I trusted to help me sort this out was someone I never wanted to involve. But desperate times call for desperate measures.
Again, I couldn’t stop thinking that there was a reason she had come back into my life, so I decided to go with my gut.
Sophia picked up after the first ringtone.
“James!” Music was blaring in the background. “Un minuto!”
I heard a few bangs and then the music died down.
“I was in the middle of my morning exercise. How is everything?”
“Like shit,” I said, leaning against the balcony. The cool air made my skin tingle.
“Becca?”
“The only thing good in my life right now.”
“Make sure to never lose her,” Sophia laughed. “Is this because of Ronaldo’s latest stunt?”
“I would say I’m surprised, but then again, it is you…” I said.
“I heard they were looking for you. He’s digging his own grave. Everyone knows he did it. Even if he fabricated evidence, once you’re back, the whole town will attest you had nothing to do with it.”
She made it sound so simple.
“Yes, but I’m not going back anytime soon. And the last thing I want is for the wrong people to get ahold of the news and f*ck things up for the trial.”
“Hmm. I understand what you mean,” she said.
“And how are you doing, Sophia?” How’s business?”
“James, James. We’ve been friends for so long, and you think I don’t know why you called? As if you care about my business.”
I let out an involuntary laugh and smothered it with my free arm, afraid to wake Becca.
“That’s cruel, Sophia. Of course, I care about your business.”
“I think I can get close to Ronaldo,” she said without hesitating. “But I have to work a few things out, first.”
“Don’t you dare go near him,” I said in a low, threatening voice. The last thing I needed was to involve Sophia so directly. “I just need information. Some leverage. A way for these charges to get dropped.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” she said. “Now, I have to go and look after my business, which is doing well! Thank you for asking. Goodbye James. Take care.”
She hung up on me and I slowly went back inside, only to find that Becca was already up and gazing at me longingly from bed.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake you,” I said, caressing her hair and taking a seat next to her.
“I felt you the first time,” she said, snuggling her head beneath my chin. Her skin felt so warm against mine that I wanted to wrap myself around her. “I’m almost afraid of asking. Is everything all right?”
“No, Becca. Nothing is all right. Except that I’m here with you, and you’re the only thing keeping me going right now.”
I didn’t realize how much I needed to say that. So many things had changed in my life ever since I met Becca.
I had changed.
Being vulnerable was never an option growing up, especially with the kind of business my family was in. But with Becca, I had willingly opened up everything. My heart, body, mind…
And I knew she could take it.
That was the difference between her and all the other women who had been in my life. Yes, she could be sensitive, like anyone. But underneath that soft skin and delicate body, she was diamond-hard.
“I wish things were different,” she said in a muffled voice. Her breath on my neck sent a shiver down my spine. My c*ck was getting hard again.
I felt her hand slide down and wrap around my erection. She scooted over and sat on top of me, her back against my chest.
My hands immediately gravitated to her breasts, cupping them. I bit her earlobe, and she moaned out my name, threatening to kill the tender moment we were having.
Her cry of pleasure made me want to toss her onto the bed and f*ck her senseless.
Becca.
James’ chest heaved against my back, and I wiggled my ass so I would properly sit on his hard on.
“Wait,” I whispered, lifting myself a bit and accommodating my ass so the tip of his c*ck brushed my wetness. “I want you slowly this time.”
“Becca…” he almost growled.
I slowly sat on him again as his c*ck entered me, filling me and making me cry out in pleasure. He started to f*ck me hard, but I wasn’t going to let him ruin this moment.
With my arms, I grabbed his head and leaned even further back.
“Slow…” I said, pushing down on him and beginning to rock my body back and forth.
He let go of my breasts and slid a hand down my stomach to my cl*t, caressing it and sending a wave of pleasure all through my body.
I came a few seconds later, which prompted him to lift me up and place me on the bed, spreading my legs apart.
He immediately went down and began to kiss my wetness, placing a finger inside me.
