No Strings Attached

CHAPTER 30

I resist the urge to snap back at him and wait patiently as everyone walks out, Lea mouthing a "good luck" before shutting the door behind her.

"If this is about this morning, just forget about it," I blurt out, standing up and leaning against the table as he looks calmly up at me.

"You're not doing the mission your way," he says, his tone icy as his gaze levels with mine.

"Excuse me?" I spit out, trying not to reach out and strangle him with my bare hands.

"You're excused," he says dryly.

"Last time I checked, I was in charge of this mission. If I say we're doing something, if I'm doing something, then it's fucking happening," I snap, trying not to shout as I glare at him.

"I'm not letting you put yourself or my sister and cousin in the position of being in danger at the hands of a man like Simon," Vincenzo raises his voice as his tone becomes sharper.

"I don't fucking care what you want, I'm doing what it takes to finish this mission," I shout, bringing my fist down onto the table with a bang.

Vincenzo suddenly stands up and grips my chin, forcing me to look up at him as his gaze hardens. My eyes widen as his eyes swim with an emotion I've never seen him possess. Jealousy?

"You will not flirt with Simon. You will not draw him in. You will not be touched by him. Do you understand?" Vincenzo says, his voice low as his grip on my chin becomes painful.

"It's my job Vincenzo, so get over yourself," I hiss, trying to wrench my chin out of his grip, only to whine as he jerks my face back to look at him.

"I will not stand there and watch another man flirt with what is mine. Touch, what is mine," he growls, my eyes widening at his words, only to slant into a smirk.

"So that's what it is," I chuckle, "You're jealous. Aren't you Vincenzo?," I whisper, my tone seductive as I smirk up at him.

"What can I say?" he murmurs, "I'm a selfish man,"

"Well I hate to break it to you, but I'm not yours, and I'll talk to whoever I like," I sigh, feigning sadness as I swiftly remove his hand from my chin.

"I think you were mine the moment you came on my dick. When I marked your pussy with my tongue and my name rolled off your lips," Vincenzo says, his tone silky as my throat goes dry.

"What is wrong with you?" I breathe out, unable to comprehend what I'm hearing. "It was one time, and you got it in your head that that meant I'm now yours?" I almost scoff, unable to hide the disgust from my voice.

He hums in response, his head dipping before my breath gets caught, my eyes slamming shut as his lips press against my neck.

I suck in a sharp breath as he presses slow, wet kisses along my neck, each one sending waves of electricity through my body.

"You wouldn't want to be responsible for the deaths of innocent men would you?" he asks, his lips brushing against my ear as I swallow.

"Where is this coming from?" I ask, wanting to know the reason behind Vincenzo's sudden change of character.

"You were always mine fiore, from the moment we locked eyes at the auction. Mine to find, mine to play with, and now mine to protect," his voice is barely a whisper as he lifts his head; looking at me with his usual blank eyes.

"We'll discuss a different way to get Simon alone tomorrow," he says, clearing his throat before giving me a small nod and walking out of the room.

I blink slowly and turn around, watching him walk away as I feel my body sink only a chair.