Natasha’s POV
I was enjoying this a little bit too much honestly speaking.
While Luciano was distracted with his wedding and a murder trial, I would screw him over.
Arabella was resourceful. She could get herself out of that situation and if she didn’t, more money for me. A win-win regardless of the situation.
I waited for the call patiently. When it finally came, I smiled. I knew the call would come in.
“Tell me.”
“We took everything.”
Let the games begin.
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Arabella’s POV
I winced and shifted my feet or at least I tried to. Alpha Luciano didn’t let me.
After carrying me up to his room, he had taken me into the bathroom and left me alone to take a shower. Immediately I’d stepped out wrapped in his voluminous towel, he had handed me one of his shirts to change into.
He didn’t look away for a second as I changed. It felt surprisingly intimate and I felt my cheeks burning which was strange because he had seen me naked so many times now that I should be immune to embarrassment by now.
After I changed into the shirt that hit me somewhere mid-thigh, he placed me on the bed and began to dress the wounds on my legs.
“For a wolf, you heal extremely slowly. We need to get you a doctor’s checkup.”
“Oh, like the last one?” I found myself stifling a laugh at the memory. This man was so unpredictable.
His lips twitched and I think he might have smiled if he weren’t such a stuck-up Alpha male.
“I still harbour suspicions that you are mentally unstable, Arabella Bianchi.”
This man. A laugh rose to the back of my throat but he would only use it as more evidence of my insanity so I bit on my lip and held it back.
Sometimes he could seem so normal like the kind of guy I could see myself getting attached to and then at other times…
“Why are you like this?” I wasn’t even expecting an answer from him at this point. The same way I had known he would never tell me about the scars on his back.
I looked at my bare legs on his suit pants. He didn’t mind dressing my feet and getting himself dirty for me. He didn’t mind catching knives for me and saving my life but he could hurt me. Distrust me. Treat me like I meant nothing.
He looked up from my feet, one of his perfect eyebrows arched in askance.
“Why can’t you allow me to hate you? Why do you have to make me feel so conflicted about you? You make me feel everything from intense pleasure to hate so deep that it makes me mad sometimes. One minute you are an asshole, the next you are dressing my feet and treating me like I’m fragile porcelain. I can’t figure you out.”
Alpha Luciano looked down at my feet and began wrapping them up with bandages. “Today you did something great for me. For my pack. You saved us. Do you know how many people will be affected by a shift no matter how small in our business? A lot of people, Breeana. All relying on me to keep them alive, protected, fed and well taken care of.”
“I also can’t figure you out, Bianchi. Why are you so loyal to me? When you saved my life, I thought that you had lost it. When you refused to give your father information about Song, I thought you must have had an ulterior motive but now, now I realize there is so much more to you than meets the eye.”
He looked up at me, the bandaging done. For some reason, my pulse accelerated. It had been a while since we… I swallowed.
Arabella, this is someone whose drug business you are trying to undermine, the person who will tear you apart once he discovers what you are doing.
I licked my lips, I needed water. I needed him. Goddess, I was hopeless. Once we were alone together, all the bets were always off.
I turned to the bed stand to get the water. Anything to break the strange staring contest we were having. I reached for the water but it was out of reach.
“I’ll get it. Don’t strain the wound.” Alpha Luciano commanded.
So bossy. I would have rolled my eyes if the sexual tension in the room weren’t so high. He poured me a glass of water and handed it over to me. I drank it and then passed it back to him to return it. Our fingers brushed and our gazes met.
We lost control. Alpha Luciano dropped the water on the tabletop before turning to kiss me deeply and thoroughly. I welcomed the kiss. I welcomed him. It had been way too long. About three weeks to a month ago.
I pulled at his shirt wanting to unbutton it. To get it off him. It looked good on him, everything seemed to look good on him but it would look better. Much better on the floor.
He caught my hands in with one of his and pressed them up against the wall, his lips leaving my mouth to drop to my nape. There he kissed me, bit me, blew on the bite then sucked my skin. I was so wet that I could feel myself soaking the bedding.
“Luciano please, I need you.” I would beg all night if he wanted me to. I would do whatever he wanted.
His hand slipped between my thighs and he touched me. One hand kept me from touching him, one brought me to orgasm and he kissed me on my lips, my neck and sucked my breasts one after the other in his mouth.
I was close. So damned close when he pulled away. I made a moan of protest as he gave me one last possessive kiss on the lips.
“Luciano, you can’t leave me like this.” I panted. I was so close. He smiled and it was a beautiful sight. Too bad he wanted to torture me to death, I would have found it more attractive.”
“I have something to do.”
“Right now?”
“The meeting is long overdue. Don’t go anywhere.”
Ha. Like though I could leave his room dressed like this and reeking of arousal and with my feet bandaged up like this.
The moment he was out of the door my hand was between my legs chasing that orgasm. But wasn’t enough, I couldn’t come. I nearly screamed in frustration. I really hated this guy.
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Emery’s POV
Everything had gone according to plan in the trial. Anastasia was gone and now I could focus on Alpha Luciano. I had to remember to thank Arabella Bianchi for her assistance in getting rid of my biggest rival.
Although I was still unsure as to the reason why he wanted to hold a meeting with all the women of the harem. Perhaps it was to check the health status of the women, in general, to see if they had recovered fully. I still took my time dressing up well, maybe after the meeting I would follow him
to his room and fuck his brains out.
And then I was at the dinner table waiting for him with the rest of the women.
When he reached the table, he looked extremely put together. So handsome, he always cut an impressive figure in a suit.
“Thank you for meeting with me under such a trying circumstance.” The entire table was silent.
“Because of my fiance’s antics of poisoning you, I have realized something. I haven’t protected or loved this harem in the way it deserves. Or treat you like the queens that you are. I have failed woefully and I might continue to. So I came to a decision. This harem will be disbanded.”