“No,” Joanne said instantly, the word slipping past her lips in a breathless, panicked rush.
She tried to slide backward, her hands gripping the sheets as she sought any shred of distance from his imposing frame.
“No… I am a nurse. My job is strictly to treat and to heal people, not to harm them. I will never learn how to fight, and I will never learn how to kill. I refuse to do that.”
Alfonso didn’t even argue.
He simply moved with that terrifying, apex-predator speed, his hands wrapping around her waist and hoisting her entire body up.
Before she could even notice, he slammed her down right onto his lap, forcing her to sit straddled over his solid thighs.
“The exact moment you left that hospital with me, you should have forgotten about your past, Joanne,” Alfonso growled, his voice vibrating against her chest as his grip pinned her in place.
“Your past is dead. Your present is right here, in my world of blood. You have absolutely no choice in the matter, and you must do exactly as I say.”
While holding her trapped with one powerful forearm, Alfonso reached out with his free hand and snatched the medical tube from the mattress.
He popped the cap with his teeth, spitting it onto the bed, and squeezed a dollop of the cool, white cream onto his palm.
Without a shred of hesitation, he slithered his hand beneath the edge of her towel, pressing his palm flat against her inner thighs.
Joanne gasped, her body tensing as he began rubbing the medication into her skin, kneading the sore, bruised muscles with slow and deliberate pressure.
The friction of his hand against her hypersensitive flesh made her entire body react, an involuntary shiver rippling through her spine as her body throbbed from his touch.
She instinctively tried to wriggle, twisting her hips to escape the overwhelming sensation.
“Stay still,” Alfonso warned, his voice dropping into a lethal whisper that vibrated with immediate promise.
He tightened his grip on her hip, his eyes darkening with a sudden heavy lust.
“Unless you want me to throw you flat on your back and fuck you all over again right now. Your wiggling butt is provoking my cock, nurse.”
Joanne froze instantly.
She didn’t move an inch, her breath caught in her throat, her muscles locking up completely as she remained utterly paralyzed on his lap.
She forced herself to stay still, not daring to provoke the beast beneath her for even a fraction of a second.
Alfonso let out a satisfied hum at her submission.
As he continued to slowly rub the cool cream into her aching thighs, his fingers deliberately hooked into the knot of her towel, pulling it free and slowly removing the fabric entirely from her trembling body, exposing her completely to his cold gaze.
“You must learn the basics, sweet doctor,” Alfonso murmured, his hand slowly sliding upward from her thighs to massage her lower abdomen.
“At the very least, you need to know how to handle yourself so you can escape danger when I am not around, or when the rest of my men are occupied. There is always danger lurking everywhere in my territory, and you must be ready for it.”
He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive shell of her ear, his minty, hot breath tickling her skin.
“Are you even listening to me, Joanne? You are so rigid and frightened.”
Joanne gave a tightnod against his shoulder.
“Speak,” he commanded roughly, his thumb digging slightly into her hip.
“I’m… I’m listening,” she forced herself to whisper, her husky voice thoroughly ruined and shaking.
“Good. You should,” Alfonso murmured, his gaze drifting down to where his hand was circling her stomach.
He let out a low scoff, noticing the way her breath hitched.
“And don’t worry. I wasn’t actually going to fuck you right now. You shouldn’t mind my misbehaving cock; it knows how to wait. I don’t always fuck every single time it arouses.”
He paused, his eyes raking over the vivid purple bruises and angry marks he had carved into her flawless skin back at the hospital.
“Besides, your body isn’t welcoming at all tonight with all these fresh marks I left on you. It needs time to heal. I might as well just get Sophie to come up to my quarters and quench me tonight.”
The name Sophie struck a sudden, unexpected chord in Joanne’s chest.
Her eyes flashed, her pupils dilating as her body gave a involuntary, sharp twitch on his lap—a sudden reaction born of her deep-seated fury that this man thought he could handle her body like a possession and then casually rotate to another woman down the hall.
A slow, wicked smirk spread across his handsome face, his thumb stroking her hip bone.
“Oh? Look at that. You’re quite clingy, aren’t you, sweet doctor? It seems you don’t like the idea of me fucking another person at all.”
Joanne quickly shook her head in fierce denial, desperately trying to swallow the hot flush of embarrassment on her cheeks.
“No… you can have whoever you want. I don’t care. Go to her.”
“Unfortunately for you,” Alfonso replied, his voice dropping into a dangerously low purr as he leaned back slightly to look at her, “I am not in the mood for anyone else but you tonight. I’ll spare you the trauma for now.”
Before she could even process the words, his large, cream-coated hands slid further up her torso, moving directly over her voluptuous, full, firm breasts.
He cupped the heavy, soft mounds completely in his wide palms, his thumbs sweeping across the sensitive, aching crests with a sudden, possessive heat.
“Ah…” Joanne let out a soft, broken sound, a breathless gasp escaping her lips as her body betrayed her completely.
She involuntarily arched her back, her chest pressing deeper into his warm hands as a spark of pleasure flared through her body.
Alfonso let out a deep chuckle, mocking her response.
“Look at how exquisitely sensitive your body is, Joanne. I absolutely love the size of them. They are perfect.”
He gave one of her full breasts a firm squeeze, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.
The intense sensation sent a jolt straight to her lower abdomen, and Joanne lost control for a fraction of a second, letting out a soft moan as her hips involuntarily moved, sliding seductively against his lap.
Alfonso’s breath hitched, a low, animalistic curse slipping past his clenched teeth.
The sudden friction of her bare behind against his hardening length pushed his control completely over the edge.
In one swift, chaotic motion, he grabbed her upper arms, lifted her off his lap, and pushed her down flat onto the plush bed, looming over her naked, trembling body like a dark shadow.
His eyes burned with a terrifying, feral hunger as he glared down at her, his broad chest heaving.
“Your fucking actions are going to make me change my mind and ravage you to death right now, nurse,” Alfonso barked out, his voice thick with unbridled lust and a lethal warning as he forced himself to step back from the mattress, snatching his hand away.
He adjusted his clothes, his jaw tight as he turned toward the door.
“Rest up. Because your training officially starts in the afternoon.”