“Why?”
“I’m curious.”
She rolled her eyes, and with her arms folded, he saw how defensive she was. “I’m twenty.”
He nodded. Picking up the fruit bowl, he held it out for her. “Want some?”
She shook her head.
“I’m not a bad man. I’m offering you some fruit.”
“I’m sorry for invading your home. I just wanted to pick my mother up.”
“Your English is impeccable,” he said. He’d tried to have conversations with Maria, who he believed was a little younger than he was.
“I’ve known no different. My mom’s tried to take lessons, but it didn’t take.” She shrugged. “I don’t mind. I’m fluent in both.”
She made conversation really difficult, and he found that she intrigued him. He usually didn’t even care about a woman’s name. She kept looking around his condo while waiting, and he saw the admiration of his décor, which he found interesting. She wasn’t looking at his stuff, but the structure. Every now and again, she’d tuck her hair behind her ear, but it wouldn’t stay there. She was nervous around him.
As he took another grape, any thought of the women he kept in his little black book slipped his mind. He’d intended to call a woman from the long list. Now, his focus was on Adora. He had to have her, at any cost. If Tobias was anything, it was persistent.
“Do you clean?” he asked.
She turned her attention back to him. “Sorry?”
“Your mother’s a cleaner. I was wondering if you clean as well.”
“No, not unless I’m helping her get home. Should I wait outside?”
He shook his head.
“You’re a little … underdressed, and I really should wait outside before I say something I’ll regret.”
“Again, you don’t have to.” He took a step toward her. “Unless I make you uncomfortable.”
She tensed up, and she shot him a glare. “I’m not uncomfortable. I don’t like the way you jump to conclusions.” She lifted up her sleeve, and he saw a simple black watch, the screen cracked, and he didn’t like it on her wrist. Making a note to buy her another, he reached out, and tilted her head back to look at him.
“I meant no offense. Seeing as I don’t know you, never seen you before, and you’re in my place, it was a natural assumption. Tell me now, what will it take?” he asked.
“I’m not interested in going on a date with you, or anyone. I’m busy with college and getting my life on track.”
“You’re in college?” He was surprised.
“What? You think a cleaner’s daughter can’t want an education?”
“Not at all. What are you studying?” he asked.
She shook her head, and he admired that fire. He wasn’t used to reluctance in women. They were always ready and willing. It was somewhat refreshing having to do all of the leg work.
Just looking at her aroused him.
One day he’d own every single part of her.
I need an heir. The nagging thought wouldn’t leave him the fuck alone.
This woman with fire in her eyes and a real chip on her shoulders would be an amazing conquest. He couldn’t wait to get her underneath him, filling her tight, virgin pussy. He knew she was innocent to men the moment he touched her, and he liked the idea of being her only one. He couldn’t resist putting his hands on her stomach, imagining his kid growing inside her.
Something dark and possessive ignited inside him.