Chapter 27 – The Mafia Nanny (Davina & Gabriel) Novel Free

Actually, I didn’t even know why I had brought her here. This space was all mine. I built this. Not my father, nor my brother had any input. I inherited the construction branch of our family business and I built this out of that corrupt money laundering shell. A job that would cost a half million would be booked at two million and everybody was happy. The banks, the contractors, the buyers, the sellers. The one who lucked out was the Tax man.

I guess if I were to be honest, I brought her here because I’d already gotten her response to the brusqueness of the yard, but this was the side that the whole world saw. Was she impressed? She sure didn’t make an effort. Yeah, I surprised myself. Looks like I wasn’t above trying to impress Davina Winters.

Her large T-shirt and messy hair had contrasted deeply with the environment, but to me she seemed perfect, a sight to awaken a blind man. I’d wanted to linger, and even move closer to speak to her. I had deliberately kept out of her way to test myself. To see if I could keep away, but who was I kidding? I had missed her like crazy this morning. It had pissed her off, that was for sure, but I was unapologetic. Much more of her and I would become an unstable fool over her.

Taylor came in. “Where should Miss Winters remain while Michele has her session?” he asked.

I refused to meet Alex’s eyes. “Bring her in here,” I said and returned to my documents.

Alex rose to his feet, a quiet laughter bubbling out of his throat.

I shut my eyes, annoyed with him and myself.

“Who exactly fucked who?” he mocked.

In my current mood, I reacted badly. I flung the first thing my hand connected with at him. It was a heavy pen holder, but just as I had expected, he swerved without breaking a sweat, but it went straight for Taylor. Missing his right eye by a mere inch, it slammed into his forehead, and took the poor kid down.

I shot up in alarm. Shit. “Are you okay?”

With one hand, Alex pulled him up.

In spite of the blood dripping from his busted head, Taylor forced a painful smile onto his face. “I’m fine, Sir,” he said, as he limped away.

Alex shot me a cold look. With a despairing shake of his sarcastic head, he exited my office.

I collapsed down into my chair, loosened my tie even further from my neck, and ran my hand through my hair. What a fuck-up!

A short while later, Taylor returned, a bandage over his cut and carrying a tray of beverages. “Miss Winters insists on waiting downstairs in the lobby,” he said.

I lost it. “Get her the fuck in here right now!” I roared.

He hurried away from the room as quickly as he could. I pushed away the files before me on the desk and glued my eyes to the door. I knew I was acting unhinged, but I couldn’t help myself. Where Davina was concerned I was like a bear with a sore butt.

When it opened a short while later, Taylor knew better than to come in. Davina walked in and the door was shut after her. She stared directly at me without fear or caution.

“Why did you want to wait downstairs?” I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders in response.

“Answer me when I fucking talk to you,” I growled.

I watched her face darken. “Is there a good reason why you’re speaking to me like this?” she asked quietly.

I sighed, defeated before I even began. “Sit,” I said, waving my hand towards the chair in front of my desk.

“Thanks but I’d rather wait downstairs.”

I glared at her and she did the same. Then she turned around to walk out of my office.

I was out of the seat and across the room in long furious strides before she had a chance to even reach the doorknob.

I gripped her arm and pinned her against the door.

She was breathing heavily and for a moment, I was sure that her eyes mocked my lack of self-control at her presence. “You’re very violent Gabriel,” she grated. “Harassing me seems to come as second nature to you.”

“And you’re very flippant Davina,” I shot back. “Disrespecting me seems to come very easily to you.” I was close to her now, her scent swirling around me like an aphrodisiac, intoxicating me.

Her gaze bored into mine as her chest rose and fell quickly.

It was clear. Neither of us wanted to back down.

So we met the only way we could and in the way that didn’t need any reason. She reached for me with her lips and I went after her with all I had. Her unique flavor registered in my head and my entire body came alive with crazed lust. I really was like an addict. I’m not sane unless I’m fucking mating with her.

I was hard, achingly so and devoured the mouth that I’d starved myself from this morning.

Neither of us said a word but none was needed. The need, the anger, the frustration, and the confusion about what the hell was happening to us was all evident in the way we consumed each other. In one moment, my hands were on her face to hold her in place and in the next around her waist, needing there to not even be an inch of space between us. My lips were on her neck, and in the next second, they were covering her breasts. She ground her hips into my rock hard dick and I cursed at her choice of outfit.

“Wear fucking dresses more often,” I spat.

She gripped my shirt in fury forcing me to stop and look at her. “Stop telling me what to fucking do.”

“I’m your damn boss,” I reminded.

“Not in this damn moment,” she declared.

“We’ll see about that,” was my response as I simultaneously yanked both her panties and jeans down her hips. I palmed her soaked pussy and she groaned into my neck. Just as I slipped two fingers inside of her, the door that connected my office to the boardroom was thrown open.

She gasped in fear and I instantly moved to cover her from view, slamming my hips against hers. It was fucking Alex. I was going to start hating him soon if he carried on like this much longer.

I turned my head, and glaring at him, and roared, “Get the fuck out.”

As if he’d found me doing nothing more than sipping coffee, he headed over to the table, and retrieved his phone from it. Alex never forgot anything except on purpose. He was the most vigilant bastard I knew.

“Doctor Clover is on his way up,” he threw over his shoulder in Russian as he sauntered out of the door. “Keep your voices down.”

I swore to deal with him later on as he slammed the door shut. Turning back, I found Davina’s face buried in my chest. I waited, and when she eventually found the courage to raise it up to mine, my heart melted at the sweet shade of pink her entire face had become.

“We have five mins,” I said.

She looked as though she wasn’t convinced that we should continue on. I took away the decision and gripped her thighs. In one smooth movement, her legs were off the floor and encircled around me. With one hand, I held her in place and with the other, I made quick work of unzipping my fly.

My cock sprung out and the moment she saw it her pupils dilated. She reached for it and for a few moments, I let her stroke it adoringly.

“How are you so fucking big?” she asked.

My eyes widened slightly. It was the first time I had heard her talk dirty to me, and I sure as hell liked it.

“How are you so fucking sweet?” I muttered.

The smile that spread across her face was deliciously erotic. There was no point fighting it. I just completely surrendered to her incontestable hold over me and I slammed into her.

She grabbed my shoulders, urging me on, and I began to pound furiously into her. This was priceless. To be able to feel like this with her…. I felt myself shudder. We climaxed in less than five minutes.

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