Man at Arms

Chapter Eighteen: Sing for me

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

That tolerable stinky rodent. I have no idea how he found Circe, but that's not a question anymore. He had found her and he was here just a moment ago, sniffing and possibly spreading diseases in her home.

I tamped down my rage, but not totally simmering it. I just put it in the corner to gather more; there will come a time when I will unleash my wrath, and Eastman will regret ever entering Circe's home. He only has to wait until my fingers are wrapped around his neck.

"Calix."

My unfocused eyes returned, and I blinked, raising my chin to meet Circe's worried face. She was sitting on the coffee table in front of me, and her hands were on my knees. She didn't seem to notice this, and her eyebrows met in the center of her forehead.

"Your cut wasn't deep, but I still stitched it," she said.

Sumulyap ako sa tagiliran ko. May bandage na ito. Nirolyo ko pababa ang shirt na naka-angat at sinalubong muli ang titig ni Circe. Her eyes and beauty never failed to mesmerize me. She was like the first breath of pizza from the oven—sizzling and amazing. From the center to the crust, she was perfect. Kahit siguro panis na pizza siya, kakainin ko siya.

I mentally headbang myself. Now is not the time to think of eating her. But I wouldn't mind a taste.

"If you're going to ask me to leave my house, I'd rather have that Eastman come here so I can give him a piece of my mind," Circe said, and I was relieved she hadn't read my mind.

I sighed and held Circe's hand. I pressed my thumb against the center of her palm and kissed it.

Circe swallowed, her eyes fluttered.

"I'll never ask you to leave your home, Bambina. I'm worried, and yet I know in my heart that you can handle that cursed Don perfectly. I saw, admire, and honor how you shot that son of a bitch on the forehead. I almost kissed Bonano out of pride for you. If only you could see how hot, sexy, and amazingly beautiful you are, there's no doubt you'd fuck yourself."

She pursed her lips, restraining her smile, and pulled back her hand from me.

"You almost swayed me, De Luca. But why do you have to add the last part?" Naiiling siyang tumayo at niligpit ang mga gamit na ginamit niya sa paglinis at gamot sa sugat ko.

I looked at her ass, perfectly bent in front of my eyes. "Because that's exactly what I'd do to myself if I were in your place."

Nandidiri niya akong tinapunan ng tingin. "Your appetite is gruesome."

Ngumisi ako at pinanood siyang pumasok sa kwarto niya habang humahampas ang bewang niya. Hindi ko alam kung sinadya niya iyon dahil alam niyang nakatingin ako pero malaki ang epekto nito sa akin.

I groaned and looked down at my cock. "No, buddy. We're wounded tonight, and Bambina looked tired. I'm not taking her for your damn entertainment."

My cock twitched as if retorting, and my stomach grumbled. I grumbled as I stood and crossed to the kitchen.

That's where Circe found me, stealing food like a rat in the middle of the night.

She cleared her throat.

Lumingon ako sakanya nang may kagat-kagat na tinapay. Kinagatan ko ito at hinawakan ang natira. Binigyan ko siya nang may nakakaawang mukha.

"I'm sorry, Bambina. I didn't mean to scourge your kitchen, but you know my quarrel with Nazi, he refused to cook for me, leaving me starving to death, and I just need this bread to sustain my life. Just a little bite, and I'll be fine."