This is the second book in the His Desire trilogy, therefore you must read Forbidden Desire in order to follow up with the rest of the story!!.
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Brielle
After the biggest changes imaginable, she spent three years in silence.
Three unbearable year...
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As I drove towards my apartment, I couldn't help but think about what kind of secret Brielle had been hiding from me. There was no reason for her to hide anything, but it seemed as though whatever she was hiding was of great importance.
I placed my hand on her thigh to make her feel calm and know that I wasn't going to be upset with her. As we passed many cars while the sun was beginning to set, I felt as though this night would end either in tears or complete heartbreak.
"Are you sure it'll be safe?" I heard her ask as I turned into the underground parking garage.
"I am certain. I've already told the security to not let anyone in. I'll block the elevator so it cannot reach our floor," I reassured her as I drove towards the back of the garage and parked my car there. Once I killed the engine, I unbuckled my seatbelt and heard Brielle trying to open her door. "I was going to do that," I said and quickly climbed out of the vehicle and rushed to her side. She smiled as she took my hand and then before I could close the door, she placed a kiss on my cheek. I let go of her hand as a smile crept on my face and placed my palm on her waist before looking at her. "Don't start something you can't finish, fiore," I shut the car door and gripped her throat with that hand. I leaned down and kissed her lightly before pulling away and smiling down at her.
"For starters," she whispered as her hands slid under my jacket. "I never start anything I know I can't finish," she pecked my lips before I released a groan and pushed her against the car. My hand that was on her throat rose to touch the side of her face while my other one moved down to her ass. I captured her lips with my mouth before she gently pushed me away, her lips starting to appear swollen. "Let's not rush into this, alright?" I couldn't lie and say I didn't feel disappointed now that my dick was thinking for me but I understood what she meant.
I pulled away from her and took her hand in mine before leading her towards the elevator. Her heels clicked against the cement ground and an overwhelming sense of protection washed over me. It wasn't a secret I was afraid she'd get hurt because of me and a part of me thought that she knew something about some of my plans. Perhaps that was what scared her away but then again, her description was vague and could be applied to many different situations.
While we waited for the elevator to reach my floor, I glanced her way and saw her biting the inside of her cheek. She was fucking nervous and it frightened me.
The moment the elevator stopped and the doors opened, she walked out first as I took out my phone and called the security guard on the first floor. Once the elevator was brought back down to the first floor and no one could reach my apartment, I felt slightly more at ease.
Brielle was wandering around the living room and I got the opportunity to observe her beauty. The truth was, I wondered from the moment she asked to go out tonight what she would wear. I didn't expect anything to happen between us sexually but I did like to see her all dressed up. She was breathtaking.
