บททั้งหมดของ Jersy Bad Boys: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Nico I walk into the Den pissed off and buzzing with energy. The smell of coffee is strong, fresh, and my head snaps to where Maria is pouring a cup.She holds it out to me.“Thanks, Maria. Why are you still here?” I ask.It’s not unusual for the bartender to pick up a couple of extra shifts. But closing was three hours ago, and we don’t open again till noon.“I just wanted to make sure you were alright, Boss,” she says with a shy smile.I’m not an idiot. I know something is up with her, and I know she’s been flirting with me. I’m just not interested. Never was.“Look at me,” I say.Her smile disappears the second she makes eye contact. She looks away quickly.“Any concern for my welfare belongs to my wife and my wife alone. I’m married and I don’t cheat, understand?” I tell her, noting her surprise.“Yes, I-I didn’t mean anything, I was just, forget it,” she murmurs, laughing nervously.But she stops before she can outright lie, and I respect her for it.Maria is a

I stand up in the water, bringing my hands up to cover my nudity. But I’m too slow. Or Nico is just really fast.He’s kicked off his shoes already. The water splashes as he jumps in landing right in front of me.“Nico? W-what⁠—”But that’s all I have time to utter. He’s closing the distance, slamming his mouth to mine, and God help me, I love it.“I tried to give you time. But I’m not waiting anymore. You’re mine Anna, and I’m gonna fuck you like you’re mine,” Nico says.His voice is gravelly and his eyes blazing, and more than anything, I hope he’s telling the truth.I know I should refuse him. I should say no. But I don’t want to. In fact, I’m fairly certain I want to be his.My body is humming, feeling alive for the first time in months. I want him to touch me. I’m desperate for him.“Fuck. Anna, you’re so wet,” he says into my mouth, and I swallow his words whole.He has two fingers buried inside my pussy and his other hand on my ass holding me tightly to him as he ravages

Anna Giselle: Anna. Talk to me. I said I’m sorry. Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaassssssssseeeeeee. I stare at my phone and roll my eyes, placing it face down on the kitchen table. Nico made me hard boiled eggs and toast before he left to meet with his accountant, but he’s coming to pick me up for dinner later.I need an outing. Seriously, I’m starting to grow roots.Sure, the condo is awesome. And Nico even told me I could hire a decorator to change anything I want.But really, I’m fine with the neutral walls, warm wood floors, polished marble bathrooms, and floor to ceiling windows.Most of the furniture is decidedly masculine, but a little accessorizing can help with that.I already ordered like three dozen throw pillows and a variety of materials with different textures and colors so I can sew cases for them.I have a secret passion for interior design and sewing. I’m always looking up projects and plotting out things to work on.Like the jewel-toned blue quilt I just finished

This fucking bitch won’t shut up and I am so over this meeting. Goddamn housing inspector thinks he can shake me down for more money.He doesn’t know I know about his little addiction to a certain escort service. Or the fact he likes to do unsavory things with the women he rents for the evening.I’m not one to tell anyone how to get off or how to make a little dough. Which is why I paid one of those women quite a hefty fee to film this sick fuck while he was getting his cookies.Personally, I’m not into golden showers or whatever the fuck you call it. But if this guy needs a woman to pee on him to get off, that’s his business.However, I can make it his wife’s business. In fact, I tell him just that in so many words before I walk out of his office.“Wait, Nico⁠—”“Mr. Fury,” I snap, my back to him as I straighten my suit jacket.I know. It’s weird, me in a suit, but the truth is I conduct all my legitimate business meetings in suits. I can’t just knock around in black t-shirts a

“Uh, you gonna introduce me?”I swallow my wife’s gasp, and I smile, releasing her lips with one hard, plucking kiss.“Sorry,” she whispers, and her cheeks turn a dusky shade of rose. “Um, Nico, this is Sisi, er, Giselle, my best friend.”She gestures to the woman beside her, and I nod.“Nice to meet you,” I say, shaking her hand briefly.“Thanks. For everything you’re doing for Anna. She’s important to me,” Giselle says.“She’s important to me, too,” I tell her honestly and my eyes go to Anna’s.“You comfortable? Everything okay?” I ask.“Of course. We had a good day and, uh, Angel drove us right here.”“That’s good. You look beautiful,” I murmur.I take the fabric of her sleeve between my fingers and rub the material. It’s pretty and soft, just like her.Anna smiles at me. It’s so bright and sincere, it takes my breath away.“You wanna go to dinner with me?” I ask.I rub the back of my neck and glance around to see who’s listening. But no one is. Angel is talking with Gi