Luca groaned and angled her head for him to take her lips into his mouth more.
He probed her lips for entrance and she whimpered but Luca swallowed it up with his tongue slipping in without hesitation.
Their lips fought for dominance but Luca kissed her with precision and authority Sophia gave in, pressing her hand against his chest trying to push him.
“St—”
He claimed her mouth again, not giving her a breather as he sucked down on her lips and tongue, she raised her hand to his hair and tugged him closer seeking him out.
“So stubborn” he murmured through the kisses and bit into her lower lip, the metallic taste flowing into his mouth and he sucked it all up.
This was it.
Heaven.
Sophia turned and faced him, the dam breaking and she dragged him to her, pressing her chest to him her tank top light that Luca felt the pucker of her tightened nipples.
He pulled away from her to look at her face but everywhere was dark but he could still see her chest rising and falling, her breathing hard.
This was it.
Now or never.
The tension brewing and anger and hate between them released and he drew her face up to his in the dark “who are you?”
She was a siren.
The trouble he’s bought for himself and the ones he was going to go after was all for her and he still wanted her knowing she didn’t want to see his face.
Sophia tried moving her face away from his hold but he held her jaw tighter, her hand came up to his dress shirt to grab onto him.
She was scared of him now.
The beast was out and she knew from the way he had ravaged her lips like a starved animal.
Maybe he was.
“From the first day I set my eyes on you. I knew you were trouble to my existence. You little brat” she was a brat.
Always complaining and destroying his properties.
For the past few days when he’d been out, reports of her were coming in from his head-maid of her destroying his properties.
Vases, plates, even glass tables.
All worth millions.
He let her.
She was a trouble not only in his house but in his head and…heart.
Asking his maids questions about him and why they were there.
He chuckled darkly.
“What do you want?”
Though he knew what she wanted, he still wanted her to answer his question.
To be sure.
Sophia pushed against his chest, but he pulled her closer instead laughing “what? Shy now?”
She hadn’t been when he was kissing like a starved animal.
“Get off me” she tried again, struggling against his hold and wanting to pound against his chest.
The adrenaline rush, before calming down, now she knew she was safe and won’t get lost.
At least he might know the way.
“No. Unless you want me to abandon you here which I would if you want me” Luca caught her wrist and pushed her to the nearest hedge walls pinning her hands against it.
His eyes bored into hers and she saw everything.
Fury.
Anger.
Lust.
Hate.
She gulped and shook her head, not certain why but she did.
Her voice a distant whisper “don’t Luca. Don’t–”
He slammed his lips on hers, shutting her up.
A dark chuckle left his lips, as he glided it up her jaw and the side of her face.
His nose rubbing against hers as his mouth came up to her ear “Why? Are you scared?”
She whimpered at his voice.
Dark and rough as a shiver ran down her spine, the hairs on her body on end.
Jesus.
What had she gotten herself into?
He pressed his lips softly to hers, his other hand on her waist dragging her body out as she felt his knee glide between her thigh.
She looked up at him knowing what he was about to do.
She locked his legs there.
“No. Don’t”
He kissed her again, nudging her lips open to deepen the kiss and Sophia wriggled in his hold and didn’t feel him moving his knee up her thigh until he reached the apex almost to her pussy lips.
She knew if he moved an inch from that position, he would feel how wet she was and she didn’t want that.
She would be highly embarrassed that she was getting turned on by her enemy.
A murderer.
And he did.
He pushed his knee higher, pressing it against her soaked panties and she moaned, throwing her head back at the sensation that racked through her body.
Sophia gasped when his pulled legs away for a second and she tried opening her eyes to see however she felt him again there with a dark laugh behind.
This time harder.
“Just tell me if you want it, soph. I will give it to you” the last phrase came out in a whisper.
Luca bit her ear as his lips grazed the curve of her throat, he was trying not to sniff her so kissed her tenderly instead.
His other free hand left the hedge walls where he had braced and caged her and wrenched her face up to his gaze; they couldn’t see each other.
“Look are me Sophia”
Her eyes shut tight at his words, he licked his lips.
He knew his presence was overwhelming for her and the place was dark.
He peppered kisses on her face, whispering to her to open her eyes.
“Why are you scared to look at me?
I won’t hurt you” his voice serious and thick with emotion “you don’t—”
“But you killed my dad?” Sophia’s eyes popped open as she asked, her voice pitched high with venom and malice laced into it “you killed him. You murdered him in cold blood. I saw you” her voice cracked.
Luca dropped his head on her shoulders, he was weak and fed up with the banter concerning her dad.
He wished he could just spill the tea why he killed her father.
But that would spoil the picture of him in her head and life.
Peter was a good husband and loving father but…certainly wasn’t a good man and that he wouldn’t damage by talking about him or acknowledge his case in this life and house before she leaves.
He exhaled into her neck, the warmth slithered into her body and she almost rubbed her arms but remembered she was caged.
He stepped away and freed her hands.
Sophia felt the heat from his body leaving her and she sighed.
Now wanting to get out of his presence.
Whenever she was close to him, it’s like her body and mind has a world of their own and they act together going against her morality.
She hasn’t seen him in days and missed him nevertheless however she must stand in her hatred for the murderer of her father and that was staying away from him until she left this hell hole.
She looked ahead not wanting to look at him.
The words she said to him sinking in and what had happened before it and probably what would’ve afterwards had she not said what she said “let’s go back”
She couldn’t dare admit she’d wanted to see what he would’ve done with that knee of his.
She couldn’t and moved back.
Far away from him.
“Take me back Luca”