Chapter 0029
Chapter 0029
Fuck.
I shoved away from him, my chest heaving with panted breaths. “I can’t do this.”
My whole body ached for him. But I couldn’t answer the call.
As much as his touch awakened a passion inside me I hadn’t known for years, this wasn’t real. He was high–probably on some kind of aphrodisiac.
“Layla,” Aldo moaned, and the name almost undid me. Almost drew me back into his embrace. He
leaned in again, and like a magnet, I felt myself drawn forward-
“No!”
“Layla-”
“No!” My open palm slapped across his cheek to force him back. “Show me some respect! No means no, Aldo.”
“But I want you-” His fingers wrapped around my lower back, pulling me closer. Right—
“No, you don’t!” My fingers closed around the glass on my bedside table before I realized what I was doing, and the cold water splashed across his
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face. He shrank back, hissing like an angry cat.
With his hands off me, some clarity returned to my mind. Logic. A doctor’s practicality.
I sat up. “I don’t know what you took, but you need a shower and lots of water.”
“Layla…”
“Come on.” I sighed and slid from the bed. “Get up. We’ll get you into the bath.”
Surprisingly, he obeyed. The sheets tugged from the bed as he stumbled out of it, but he walked with relative steadiness towards the bathroom. The door closed behind him, and I stood, the empty water glass still in my hand, trying not to feel the ghost of his lips on my skin.
Trying not to feel his hands on my back. My thighs. Between my legs. Trying not to remember the desperate, needy grind of his erection against my clit–trying not to feel that need through my core, in my entire being.
Trying not to want him, even though none of this was real.
Breathe, Layla. Breathe.
I breathed-
Something crashed from inside the bathroom. Like
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a body falling onto the floor.
“Shit.” Without hesitation, I rushed towards the door. I shouldn’t have let him go in there alone, not like he was. He’d probably fallen, hurt himself, and I’d be blamed for it.
I shoved the door open.
Aldo sprawled in the tub, fully clothed, his eyes half -lidded with confusion as he looked up at me. Sweat drenched his skin. Did he even recognize me anymore? Or was he too far gone to know where he was?
Shit. What had he taken? And why?
“Well, at least you’re in the right spot.” I reached for the faucet and turned the shower on, dousing him in cold water once again. “Hope that sucks.”
He hissed and spit, looking like a drowned rat in his soaked clothes, hair plastered to his face, skin now red from the cold as much as the heat of his skin. He definitely had bruising along his left cheek and
eye.
Pathetic, truly. Mafia king? He was a damned kitten.
I crouched down beside him. Did the sight of the handsome and suave Aldo a pathetic mess in my bathtub bring me some sense of satisfaction? Maybe a bit. After the week I’d had? Yeah.
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“Was your real wife not enough for you?” I murmured, because simply looking wasn’t enough. I needed to twist the blade, too. Make him hurt the way he’d hurt me. “You had to have two in one night?”
“Wife?” Aldo’s beautiful face tilted towards me, and in the streaking droplets from the shower, I couldn’t help but think how he looked like a man caught in the rain, in desperate need of an umbrella.
My heart clenched tight in my chest.
“No,” Aldo murmured, his words little more than a whisper. “I never married her.”
