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Furore: Chapter 16

Furore

I could have bet my own soul she was Madeline’s kid. She got her spine…and ass. Those hazel eyes, though…

Part of me wanted it to be Madeline’s daughter so I could do right by the one woman I should have never left twenty-five years ago. A frustrated, yet relieved, sigh blew out of me. At least, they weren’t gonna kill her. At least, when I got out, I could make her mine without having to look over my shoulder every second to protect her.

Picturing the hazel eyes, I spat on my hand and wrapped it around my dick in the darkness of the hole. I got solitary for one fucking week for hitting the teacher. Those fuckers. Mathews was definitely on the Lanzas’ payroll. I was being punished for not doing the job they’d sent me to do, for defending Jo instead of giving her to them, even when she turned out to be not the girl they were looking for.

That meant one thing. She wasn’t out of the danger zone. I, like a stupid fuck, had just put a target on her back when I defended her. I couldn’t risk it. How was I supposed to know she wasn’t the Larvin’s daughter? I should have stepped back, but even if I’d known she wasn’t the lost Irish bastard, I wouldn’t have just stood by and watched. I couldn’t just let him touch her. The thought alone simmered my blood and then rushed it down to my cock, like I were an animal that had to mark his territory, ready to claim its mate.

I licked my lip as I pictured her bent over her desk while I pushed hard inside her wet pussy and watched her ass as my cock slipped in and out of her. Like I’d been doing for weeks. This time, though, I took off her wig and wrapped her real hair around my wrist. Then I pulled and forced her hazel eyes to look at me while they darkened and rolled back at me. “The only hands that will worship your body are gonna be mine. The only cock that will fuck you until you see heaven is my cock, baby girl. God, I wanna fuck you so hard.”

Undressing her until her tits spilled on my chest and her ass was filling my grip, imagining the sweet moans and begs that would come out of her lips, I rubbed faster, harder.

Laius. My balls tightened as her voice rasped my name in my head. Then my cum spilled out, thick and hot, covering the back of my hand, the tip of my cock and sliding down the shaft. I pictured her licking it all off, and I was hard all over again.

Maybe, I should go one more time. Two times in a row would help knock me out so I’d stop worrying about what might happen. The Lanzas wouldn’t stop pursuing their greed. They must have known by now I cared about her. They could still use her against me to get what they wanted. They could use my boy, too.

That was why I’d sent Fort to watch over them and send them both messages, hoping they’d listen.

Fuck, I wished I hadn’t been locked in a goddamn hole for a week with no means of communication with the outside world. I needed to know if Fort came through with the plan that would get me out of here, and I needed to know if Jo and my boy were safe.

The meal slot opened, and light burst into the darkness. It took my gaze and ears a minute to adjust to the light and the noise the plate was making. Then a huge pair of eyes stared at me that belonged more to a lemur rather than a human, but they did belong to a guard named Landor. He wasn’t a total asshole.

“You didn’t hear this from me, but your ass is getting out of here, Furore,” he said.

“Out of the hole?”

“Out of the Arena. Your wife changed her testimony. The charge will be dropped soon enough. Bless your heart, you’re one lucky motherfucker.”

I bolted upright, ignoring the offensive sarcasm. I didn’t say he was great. He was still a pig. “I’m being released?”

“Yup.”

“Thank fuck.” Finally, I was getting out of this shit hole. Finally, I got to protect the people I loved and cared about. My family and Jo.

“And one more thing, the teacher left.”

“Left?”

“She’s not coming back. They’re saying she’s skipping town, too.”

The relief I was basking in a second ago shattered in pieces. “What?”

“That’s what they’re saying.”

No. This can’t be happening. She can’t just leave. That couldn’t be the last time I saw her. I have to see her again. I have to make sure she’s safe. She has to listen to me and let me explain. How could she leave just like that? Fuck. “When are they gonna get me out of the hole?”

“Don’t know, but it’s earlier than a week. You should be grateful. Eat your dinner, count your fucking blessings and get your ass to sleep.” His eyes disappeared, and his footsteps echoes away.

How much longer I still had to spend in here was going to be the longest time of my life.


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