BOW DOWN: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance (Barone Crime Family)

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Authors: B. B. Hamel
gently bit my lower lip. “But I will.”
    His phone began to ring. We stared at each other for a moment. Then he released me. I stood up as he stood and pulled his phone from his pocket.
    “Excuse me,” he said, stepping into the other room and answering.
    I was so frustrated. I couldn’t believe he walked away from me just to take call, but that frustration only heightened my desire and anticipation. I’d never wanted to be taken so badly before, and yet this was the most important business deal of my life so far. I couldn’t decide if giving myself to him was going to ruin what could be an incredible partnership, or if it could only make it stronger.
    He returned a minute later. “I’m sorry,” he said. “That was Ethan. There’s an important case that needs my attention.”
    “I understand.”
    He quickly walked to me, took my hips, and pulled me against him. He kissed me long and slow before looking me in the eyes.
    “We’ll do this again.”
    “We will.”
    “I’ll walk you out.”
    We went to the door together. He opened it and I stepped out.
    “Think about what I offered,” I said to him.
    “I’ll be thinking about how fucking hard I am right now, and how badly I wanted to slide my cock between your perfect legs.”
    I couldn’t help but smile. “Think about that, too.” I turned and left.
    I wanted him to watch me as I walked away. I didn’t look back as I got onto the elevator and headed downstairs.
    Wyatt Carter was an interesting man. He didn’t trust me, that was obvious, but he wanted me anyway.
    And I felt the same way. I couldn’t trust him, not entirely, but I needed him. I believed working with him could make my organization the strongest in the city, and finally end this absurd war.
    The problem was, I couldn’t decide the cost of doing business with Wyatt. Maybe it was as simple as sex, one passionate night and that was it.
    Or maybe I’d be giving him something much, much more important.

7
    Wyatt
    I got downstairs and Ethan stepped out of an alcove. I nearly had a fucking heart attack.
    “How’d you beat me down here?” I asked him.
    “I have my ways.” He grinned at me.
    “Fucking shit, Ethan. You’re a creepy guy sometimes, you know that?”
    “Thanks, Wyatt.”
    I sighed. “What’s the emergency?”
    “We have Myers.”
    I paused, surprised. “Where?”
    “Warehouse downtown.”
    “Since when?”
    “Twenty minutes ago he got picked up.”
    “Well, okay then,” I said, smiling. “Let’s go.”
    He nodded and we headed outside. The driver was there waiting for us already. We got into the car and he pulled out without needing directions, probably already briefed by Ethan.
    I couldn’t stop thinking about Louisa, though I needed to concentrate. She was intense and attractive, the sort of woman I never thought I’d actually meet let alone actively want and court.
    But more than that, her little business proposition was so tempting.
    I believed her when she said that she wanted more power and wanted to control the city. I understood where she was coming from, though it was from the opposite end of the world than me. Still, regardless of original motivations, we both wanted the same thing, and we were both in a position to help the other.
    There was a trust issue between us, though she did have a point. She never actually lied to me about her name, we just assumed that she was the person on her driver’s license. And to be fair, that façade crumbled pretty quickly once Ethan got started digging into it.
    I was annoyed as we sped downtown toward that warehouse. It was just my luck to get interrupted twice now by Ethan before I could get what I really wanted from Louisa, but maybe the anticipation made it better. Maybe waiting would only make it sweeter in the end.
    That was bullshit, though. I wanted what I wanted, and I took what I wanted. I wasn’t the waiting type.
    This wasn’t the sort of thing that could wait, unfortunately. Ten minutes later, we

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