Page 5 of Daddy's Mad Love
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Miss Hailey Bianco, granddaughter of Don Giuseppe Bianco of Chicago.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Officer Ward jerk in reaction. He hadn’t known. Hailey saw the movement as well. Her head turned, distress registering on her face before my words drew her attention back to me. “Moved to New York after the murder of your parents and ended up working… here.”
I moved toward her frozen body. Her eyes widened even farther, and she swallowed hard. The folders she kept pressed up against her chest as a shield made a crumpling noise.
“What is a granddaughter of the Familias doing working in a police precinct?” My voice purred, seductive and dangerous, as I advanced on her. It wasn’t until I was within a few feet of her that she realized it, but before she could back away, I shot forward the last few feet, wrapping my fingers around her bicep.
The papers she was holding fell to the floor, scattering. Neither of us even glanced down. Her little pink tongue flicked out to nervously lick her lips, and I had the sudden vision of it licking over the head of my cock. Blood shot to my groin as arousal surged, but I ignored it. I’d already known I was attracted to her and wanted her in my bed. Now, there was a little more urgency to my desire.
“I-I… I’m not…” Her voice trailed off, eyes darting to the side, looking through the window. I glanced over.
“Officer Ward doesn’t look happy, does he?” I asked, maneuvering her in front of me, so we were both facing him through the window. He glared at me over her head, jaw clenching, his posture stiff with his arms crossed over his chest, displaying his anger. Anger at her, but directed at me, for revealing who she really is, for putting his reaction on display. “I guess he didn’t know you’re mafioso.”
“I’m not!” The words tore out of her, a desperate denial filled with a desire to reject the truth.
She tried to pull away from me, but I wrapped my arm around her waist, tugging her back against me. My cock nestled against the sweet curve of her bottom, and she froze again.
“No, doll, you are.” My words were almost gentle. “You may have turned your back on your Family, but your grandfather hasn’t forgotten you.”
“No,” she whispered, but there was no strength behind the word.
I could feel her trembling against me, like a frightened bird, but there was nowhere for her to fly away to. Turning my head, my lips almost touched her skin, and her hair brushed over my face.
“Your grandfather has decided it’s time for you to marry.” I kissed her temple. “I am looking forward to our wedding.”
Hailey
This can’t be real.
This can’t possibly be real.
“You can’t make me,” I blurted out, unsure of where my sudden courage came from, perhaps not courage but pure panic, making me rash.
“Yes.” His voice was oddly gentle. “I can. I can do anything I want, Hailey. No one is going to stop me.”
His free hand cupped my breast.
The world froze.
No, I froze.
Bruce, who was looking directly at me, froze.
Chief Barnes froze.
Giacomo didn’t. His fingers squeezed. Fondled. An unwelcome warmth rushed through my body as his touch sparked unexpected and unwanted pleasure. Arousal stirred, shocking and horrifying me.
The police chief and the officer who wanted to date me stared at me, watching as Giacomo kissed my neck, his hand still squeezing and kneading my breast, while his arm around my waist held me pressed against him. His manhood, already hard, seemed to harden even further, nestled between my buttocks.
No one had ever touched me like this.
No one would have dared.
Just him.
I opened my mouth, but my plea came out as a whisper, not the scream I wanted.
“Help me.”