Fight Me Little Pearl

Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

VALENTINO

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-I won’t back down-

“ F ucking hell.”

I step underneath the cold shower, my cock throbbing painfully like there’s a bundle of live wire wrapped around it. I put my hands on the sleek walls and bow my head, struggling to regain my composure and senses. But the ache in my cock won’t let me think. I wrap my fingers around it, pulling and tugging until the ache bursts into pleasure and a tortured groan falls from my lips.

The image of Francesca sprawled on the pool teases my senses again, and the pain rushes back to my cock. My hands won’t do. I need her. Badly. More than I’ve ever needed anyone in my entire fucking life. I should be buried inside her right now. After her orgasm, if I’d plunged into her sex she would not have complained.

As desperately as I want to, I know it isn’t the right time. Tonight, she was ready to taunt me, but that wasn’t enough. Not by a long shot. I want her begging for it. Right now, she's thawing, and that is all that matters. Slowly, I will tame her. I have time. I hit the pressure switch, causing the water to rain harder on me until the droplets are like little knocks on my head and body.

But the vision of Francesca in that fucking bikini will never leave my brain, no matter how hard I try. I don’t even want to try. Hell, I want to go back in time and capture her in that moment when she dropped the towel and stood there like an earth Goddess. I’d hang the life-size frame on every wall of my room to see it whenever and wherever I turned.

Then I’d have to lock my room away so no one else would see because, on my mother’s grave, I would pluck out the eyes of anyone who saw Francesca like that. In that tiny bikini that barely covered anything, she was senseless to have worn it out to swim! If anyone had seen her, she would have been responsible for their deaths.

The angry, jealous thought makes the blood leave my dick, and I lose my erection. I finish my shower quickly and wrap a towel around my hips before returning to my room. I hear noises on the other side of the wall and hurry to it, pressing my ear to the adjoining door. I deliberately put Francesca on the other side to punish myself.

A wall and an adjoining door separate this palatial room. I don’t know if Francesca has figured this out yet, but if I walk through this door, I’ll be in her room. From what I can hear, she had just walked in. It’s been half an hour, at least; I wonder what she had been doing in the pool since I left.

Did she continue swimming?

Or did she lay there until she could walk again?

When I feel my cock start to rise again, I push myself away from the wall, restless and frustrated.

Am I forgetting who I am?

Look at me, pressing my ear to a door, naked and damp, eavesdropping like a sissy boy spying on his crush.

I’m Silent Night, the Godfather of the Barone clan.

Angrily, I march to the bed, but the gold bracelet on the bed stand takes my mind back to the girl on the other side of the door.

I’m going crazy for Francesca, and if I’m being honest with myself, it didn’t start today. Nor did it start yesterday. Heck, it didn’t even start the day she walked into Franco Barbieri’s office in her appalling gothic costume. It’d taken all my effort not to burst into laughter in front of Franco.

She thought a bit of ugly make-up and some fake tattoos would discourage me from marrying her, but I’d seen her way before then, and I knew what was beneath the stick-on shaggy eyebrows and scorpion neck tattoos.

Franco Barbieri’s words float through my mind again. “Have you told her?”

Only Franco, Paulo, and I know the truth, and it will remain that way. Paulo is dead and now there is only Franco and I left holding the truth. If Francesca thinks I married her because of Terra de Barbiera, I will let her believe that. The truth will only complicate things and give her power over me.

The last thing I want is for Francesca to be aware of how much power she has over me. She has me wrapped around her finger and doesn’t even know it.

It’s not wise to give anyone that much leverage over me.