Stealing Beauty

“Good, let us be off. I want her in my bed tonight,” I state, standing quickly and fixing my suit. I look into my mirror, straighten my pink tie, her favorite color. The vision of her long, brown hair spread across the pale sheets with her flesh completely bared to me, and her hands tied with this tie stiffens my cock. I want to run my hands up and down her petite yet voluptuous body. Her breasts make my mouth water every day like a man lost in the desert.

“Brother, do you believe it will be that easy?” he asks, doubting my success.

I shrug my shoulders because there is a chance she’ll freak out once she realizes why she’s there, but I’m determined. Hell, she might freak out seeing me again, but damn, I could feel her body burn for me the second our eyes connected from across the boardwalk. “No, but I’ve never been a quitter, and I’ve never wanted anything as much as I’ve wanted her.” My cock is whimpering for relief, but I’ve not allowed myself a release in a long time. I won’t until I’m buried deep within her, claiming her womb and breeding her with my heir.

“Damn, she better be worth the war we’re about to start.” I’m not even worried about her brother. He’s a tough guy, but I’ve met the devil when I was younger, and no one can shake me. Well, Marisol could. She holds everything in the palm of her slender hands.

I have been watching Marisol for a long time now, and her brother rarely makes an appearance. He’s always too busy for her. He works tons of hours alone in his office. “I doubt he would even notice. Navarro spends his time stuck in his work.”

“Just like you,” Ivan scoffs as our driver opens the door car door.

I still spend more time with our sister, Natasha every week. She should be coming to the island in a few days to visit. I hope that everything is settled with Marisol when she does arrive. “It doesn’t matter. Let us go. I don’t want them to know we’re on the plane until it’s in the air. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“What am I do to do with the other one?”

“That is not my concern.” He shakes his head, straightening his suit before we climb into the limo to the airport. The flight is less than two hours to the island, and that’s all I need to make her understand that we will be together.

Chapter 2

Marisol

“Andale, chica,” I call out. My bestie is taking way too long to look sexy casual. We’re going to be on a private flight. I think she’s interested in meeting one of my brother’s friends. He has a lot of hot ones for sure, but I’m just looking forward to getting away from the pressure of school. The semester is over, and I just want to relax for a while. Looking for Mr. Forever isn’t on my agenda. Okay, that may be a damn lie. Three weeks and I swear can’t shake him from my mind, but I’ll probably never see him again. Seriously, my frustration in school and life itself came when I walked away from that stranger.

“I’m coming, Mari. You are missing the subtleness needed to pull this look off,” Destiny says as she wraps her long brown hair in a bun. She has a black and teal patterned tiny bikini with a sheer white cover-up and teal flip-flops. She rolls her eyes at my outfit. I’m not nearly as carefree even if we are getting on my brother’s private jet and there’s no one but the pilot and one stewardess on board. I have on a pair of grey cotton shorts that just cover my butt with my retro Wham! one-shoulder tee on, covering up my bikini underneath. I slip on my pretty pink flip flops I got at the mall, grab my shades and a small suitcase. “Let’s go. I want the sun on my face.”

“Who are you kidding? We live in Miami. Seriously. There’s sun almost all the time.”

“Yes, but it’s crowded. Julian told me the beach outside our suite will be empty.” I don’t like the crowds. I want to read my favorite books without people interrupting me. It’s like people have no consideration. Then my mind moves back to the handsome Eastern European man. I hear his rugged accent in my head every night before bed.

“Hope it’s not that empty. I want to meet the man of my dreams on this vacation.”

“There will be men to ogle and that I’m sure will try to flirt with us, but there won’t be hundreds a day like here.” I roll my eyes at her.

She puts on her large sunglasses, then purposely lowers them with a look of pure annoyance. “Well are you going to stand there bitching all day or are we going to get to our flight?”