DANTE'S POV
Adeline invited me over for dinner after our little emotional and sexual encounter in her office. She had one more client for the day and when she was done, she asked me to meet her at her place for pasta but I ended up being the one to cook instead and I did it happily. I wanted to cook for her and apparently, she thought it was a very romantic gesture.
"Where did you learn how to cook like this Mr. Russo?" She says with a mouthful of pasta from the other side of the kitchen island. She's in a short silky and transparent night gown. She has no bra on which shows off her perfect round breasts, her nipples tight against the material.
She's wearing a light pink thong that shows off her ass cheeks and I can't seem to take my eyes away from her. I've been dying to get my hands on her but she looks tired and hungry. Her hair is tied up in a pony tail accentuating her facial features and fuck she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and she's all mine.
"I've lived alone for a long time. I've had time to practice." I answer her basically undressing her with how intense my gaze is.
"When do your parents get here?" I ask her as she takes her last bite with a moan. I offer her a glass of water and take away her dirty plate, washing it clean in the sink and putting it back in its place. She lets out a satisfied sigh when she finishes gulping down the liquid and I swallow nervously when she starts walking towards me, swaying her hips seductively at me.
I grab the counter behind me so hard I'm sure my knuckles have turned white. I want to bend her over and fuck her from behind. I don't know if I'll be able to resist it if I get my hands on her.
"They'll be here in a month. So, we have four weeks to ourselves before my annoying parents get here and start occupying my entire schedule." She looks up at me and places her soft and warm hands on my bare chest, making me suck in a sharp breath. A million really nasty thoughts about all the things I want to do to her and all the positions I want to put her in flash through my mind.
I was supposed to visit my other target's house today but when Adeline asked me to come over, I was ready to risk it all. I already tortured and killed one man yesterday. His friend can wait until tomorrow. I was able to find what I hope is valuable information in the documents I found last night.
Most of what I found were just names and pictures of all the young girls that fool I killed had bought and slept with. It pissed me off even more and I if I had the ability to bring him back to life and kill him all over again, I would have done it. The other thing I found in the documents were addresses which apparently looked like meeting places.
It was a list of all the places he and his friends go to, to talk about the sick things they do. With luck, I can infiltrate those meeting places, kill more weirdos and fortunately get closer to the main people behind this organization. I've been working on this for years, yet I still haven't been able to get to the core of it all.
I'm only one man after all and I do not doubt myself one bit but the main people behind this organization are powerful and just as careful as I am, so it won't be that easy to find out where this place is located.
The night my sister was kidnapped, she was supposed to be taken to this organization according to what I found out, but the people who kidnapped her wanted to have their way with her first. It's a common occurrence, and it sickens me to know those idiots are still out there somewhere. The reason I'm going after this specific organization is because I was able to link what happened to my sister to them.
"Dante?" Adeline's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I smile at her but she has a worried look on her face.
"You kind of zoned out there." She laughs lightly and wraps her arms around me, placing her head on my chest and I die. I literally melt internally and I have no words for the million things she's making me feel right now. I place my hand on her head and pat lightly as I savor the feel of her hands around my torso.
"What does your tattoo mean?" She says with her head still on my chest, bringing her left hand up and caressing my neck, right on the spot where my tattoo is.
"Nothing." I answer honestly.
"It just makes me look badass when I'm naked." I joke and get a soft laugh out of her. I always want to hear her laugh, see her smile, make her happy. She's everything to me now. I'm so completely lost in her and she doesn't even know it yet because she thinks we've known each other for a few days. But I've known her for a month and I can't believe she's here, in my arms.
"You're so full of yourself Mr. Russo." She says with a yawn and I place my hands on her thighs and pick her up. She wraps her hands around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist, my hands tight around her small frame as I lead us to her bedroom.
I walk silently up her stairs until I reach her bedroom and it smells just like her, organized and neat. I get into bed with her. She places her head on my chest, she places her leg on waist, right on my hard dick, exposing her lap and I ignore the ache to thrust inside her. Her body is perfect.
I place my hands around her, like a blanket and she moans into my chest as she starts breathing softly, her warm breath fanning my skin. I'm the happiest man in the world right now. Meeting her, stalking her, her becoming my therapist, it's the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Every time I'm with her, it's like I'm made of gasoline and she's the match that ignites me. Since I met her, everything seems to be pointless without her. She makes me hard, turns me on like no one has ever done before.
But she also makes me weak.
"What are you doing to me, Adeline?" I whisper although I know she can't hear me because she's already fast asleep. I smile genuinely and close my eyes and, in this moment, I know I would do anything for Adeline Fitz.