Francesca
Faust reached out, picked me up, and placed me on his lap. "Why? Would that bother you?"
No, but I'm curious. It looks like the perfect love nest.
Love nest?
Place where you bring women to f**k.
He shook his head, his chest shaking with suppressed laughter.
Francesca, I don't need a special place to f**k women. I can f**k wherever I want.
Hadn't he already proven that to me? The stables, the dining room...
"I see. You're a man w***e. Congratulations." I tried to push him away, needing space.
His arms tightened around me. "Wait. I didn't mean to upset you." He kissed my neck, my jaw. Then he nibbled on my earlobe. "I haven't brought a woman here in a long time. Not since the last time someone tried to kill me."
Gasping, I leaned back to see his face
