Vengeful Matrimony | ✔️

Chapter 51

GISELLE

"He's not going to care about all these things. You know that, right?" Adriano queried, shaking his head at the huge breakfast I put together for Nicholas. What did you know? Sometimes, online recipes worked. That wasn't to say I wanted to do this sometime soon. I hadn't suddenly developed a love for cooking.

I rolled my eyes at Adriano. "He's probably starving after skipping dinner last night."

"He's probably just gonna want to fuck you," he added with a smirk, ignoring the glare I shot him. "I know I would."

"Adriano!" I bellowed sternly.

"Not with you, obviously. I meant if it was my woman. You're acting like I'm a kid."

"I'm older than you," I reminded him, propping my hands on my hips.

"By a year. I've fucked women before, too, you know? I'm not some inexperienced virgin."

"We're. Not. Talking. About. Sex," I insisted.

He laughed, his eyes glinting with mischief. "When you and Nicholas finally have kids, you know they're going to have sex, right? Your son is probably going to fuck half of the school's population," he teased.

"He's not. Stop trying to get a rise out of me."

"Trying?" He laughed harder. "It's already working."

"What's working?"

"Niko!"

I brushed past Adriano, throwing myself into Nicholas's waiting arms. Without skipping a beat, he claimed my lips in a deep kiss, cupping the back of my neck to hold my head in place as he ravished my mouth.

He pushed his tongue into my mouth, curling it around mine as he squeezed my ass tightly, pressing my body harder against his. He kissed just the way he fucked - hard, dirty, thorough, leaving me lightheaded until someone cleared their throat.

"I didn't subscribe to live porn as early as eight-thirty in the morning. Move," Evander grumbled, pushing past us to get into the kitchen. Matteo followed shortly after, offering me a little smile, which I returned.

Nicholas picked me off the floor, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him to carry me over to the counter. He placed me on the marble countertop, standing in between my parted thighs with his hands still holding my waist.

"Missed me that much?" I mumbled so no one could hear us.

He grinned at me. "From the way you flung yourself into my arms, I'd say that goes both ways. Sorry I couldn't come get you myself."

"You had something urgent to attend to." Apparently, at the same time Evander and the rest were planning to come rescue me, he had to go deal with an important shipment, or they risked getting nailed down by the FBI. "Don't start."

"Are you sure no one touched you inappropriately while you were there?" He asked, his eyes roaming my body simultaneously.

I shook my head. "No. You're being worried for no reason here."

"I feel like I still have to check myself."

I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. "You're just looking for an excuse to get me naked."

He flashed me a boyish grin that had my chest doing that stupid squeezing thing from yesterday again. I needed an appointment with my doctor.

"You catch on fast. Let's go grab a shower."

"I already took one before you arrived."

He shrugged, his thumb making circles on my skin through my tank top. "Another one wouldn't hurt."