Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 732 : Another Player

*Elio*

‘This woman will never cease to amaze me,’ I thought mindlessly.

Cat and I were back in the car, presently heading home as though nothing significant had just happened. And while I fixed my eyes strictly on the road, my mind kept wandering back to our little escapade in the empty office space.

Both the feel of her soft skin and the sweet sounds of her wanton moans were still very fresh in my mind. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that parts of her body were now covered in small marks from how tightly I’d held onto her.

Taking her from behind, pressed up against that glass window, caused me to lose what little sanity I had left. It was raw, unhinged, and utterly animalistic.

And the fact that it happened within a public setting where literally anyone could have discovered us only added to the pure carnality that was absolute perfection.

God only knew how either of us managed to walk out of that building with a straight face, having left each other completely exhausted and debauched. It was by no means considered a walk of shame, but rather one of excessive pride.

Knowing that I was the one who got to bring Caterina so much pleasure and make her fall apart was a joy that I took great pride in.

I couldn’t stop myself from smiling like a total nutcase. To say I was smug as all hell was, indeed, an understatement.

There were no words to describe how much I loved Cat. Her passion and continuous devotion to me and the people she cared for never stopped. And just when I thought I had her all figured out, she’d proceed to astonish me and leave me awe-struck.

I adored how adventurous she could be and how open she was to experimenting with new things with me. Part of me wasn’t entirely sure how Cat would respond to having sex in some place other than our home, especially a place that was very much accessible to others.

There was, of course, the possibility of her saying no. And the last thing I ever wanted to do was make her feel uncomfortable. Yet her body responded beautifully to my lustful intentions, and I couldn’t have been happier.

Her blissed-out moans echoed in the back of my mind like music. The way her body arched, the gentle sway of her breasts, and the agonizingly sweet way she wrapped around my cock through every merciless thrust left me wanting more.

Jesus Christ, it was beyond the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I’d never be tired from it. It was an easy addiction that I would never seek help for.

I unconsciously found myself reaching over to rest my hand over the top of Cat’s thigh. I felt her slightly tense beneath my touch before melting further into my hand. The corner of her mouth curved upward into a knowing smirk, and I certainly didn’t miss the adorable flush that touched her cheeks.

I felt amazing, and it was no mystery that she felt the same. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Unfortunately, our unspoken moment was rudely interrupted by the sound of my phone going off. A second later Alessandro’s name popped up in the main dashboard. My stomach coiled with anticipation, and I turned my head to glance at Cat. I gestured with my finger pressed to my mouth for her to keep quiet while I took the call.

She nodded her head and I hit the answer button.

“Alessandro?”

“Hey, Elio.” His voice sounded strained and worn. “Are you alone?”

I shot a quick glance over at Cat. “Yes,” I answered.

Part of me was not prepared for the information that he was about to dump on me. Both my nerves and my muscles clenched with regret for the fact that Cat had to deal with this business.

“We’ve managed to locate Junior,” Al said tightly.

Cat’s eyes widened with uneasiness.

“The bastard somehow found his way back into Italy,” he continued. “We’re not sure for how long, but it seems like the little shit has become quite the recluse lately.”

Both my hands gripped the steering wheel as a means of keeping my anger under control. I fought to keep my cool while also keeping a sharp eye out on the cars around me. Just hearing that asshole’s name made my knuckles turn white and my jaw clench with unbridled anger.

Honestly, I should have been glad that at least something had come up about the slippery shithead. He’d remained elusive for months without so much as a single indicator as to where he could have gone.

At least now we had some kind of idea of his whereabouts.

I took in a deep breath and kept my tone as leveled as possible.

“Has anything been done to deal with him?”

“Not as of yet,” he said dully. “It seems that apart from turning into a hermit, he’s got constant armed guards around him, many armed guards.”

I bit the inside of my cheek and swallowed back an inpatient snarl.

‘Yeah, that fucking figures,’ I thought angrily. ‘We finally sniff out the guy and now he’s made himself completely untouchable.’

“So, you’re telling me that nothing can be done.”

Alessandro let out a long sigh of frustration through the speaker. “As of right now, no. It’s not worth making a move on him when I know I’m easily going to lose many of my men in the process.”

Well, shit. I couldn’t very well nag on him for that reason now. Of course, he wasn’t willing to put the lives of his men at risk, and nor should he feel obligated to.

When Junior had slipped through our hands all those months ago, I’d lived with the constant belief that it was my fault he’d gotten away. Now that we actually had eyes on him, there was no likely chance of finally finishing what we’d started all those months ago.

“I understand,” I told him.

“We won’t make any physical move against him, but we are going to keep a close eye on him, without a doubt.”

It sounded as though there was a bit more that Alessandro needed to say, yet he’d fallen quiet. It wasn’t often that Al was ever rendered silent. That usually meant there was more bad news that needed to be said.

‘Lovely,’ I said to myself. ‘So much for my fantastic day out with Cat.’

A long pause passed before either one of us spoke.

“What is it, Al?” I prompted. “What else do you need to tell me?”

A solemn chuckle reverberated through the speakers.

“Ah, you know me all too well,” he said. “But, yeah, there is something else that you need to know.”

“It’s alright, let me have it.”

Another short pause went by, and I felt Cat rest her hand over my forearm.

“While Junior still stands as our number one priority, it’s important you know that there’s another player in this game.”

My brows snatched together in disbelief. Someone else?

“Who?” I questioned sharply.

“We don’t have an actual name at this time,” he explained. “But what we do know is that he goes by an alias—the Ghost. And as far as we’re aware, he’s last been spotted in America.”

I was not impressed, nor was I able to understand the role this person played in all of this. What made him so special compared to other dangerous men we’d been dealing with?

“So, what’s this person’s deal?”

Why did they call him the Ghost? Was it because they’ve kept their identity hidden by keeping their face covered? Or was it maybe because the guy was considered to be untraceable?

‘No, that can’t be the case,’ I debated. ‘If this person was truly untraceable, then Alessandro would have no idea that he was in the States right now.’

“The Ghost specializes in kidnapping people and making it appear as if the victim merely walked away on their own accord.” Al scoffed with indignation.

I practically swerved the car off the road with merely a few seconds to catch my mistake. My stomach jumped into my chest as my hands on the wheel grew inexplicably tighter. The pain in my fingers was almost enough to make me overlook the pinching feeling of Cat’s nails digging into my arm.

I didn’t dare glance at her. I already knew that she was feeling the same unsettling sensation of dread as I was.

“So, what you’re telling me is that we’ve got another psycho that’s impossible to catch,” I muttered under my breath.

Al scoffed with indignation. “This person is only known to people like us. The police and other authorities have never even heard of them.”

“Well, he’s got to be the one killing these men then, right?” I inquired.

As if the conversation couldn’t get any worse, Al proved me wrong once more.

“It’s very likely,” he stated. “Because he’s never made it on the authorities’ most wanted list, he’s been able to slip back and forth between countries with ease. But listen, I’ve got Franky working on this too, but it hasn’t been easy.”

I shook my head incredulously. “I bet. Do we have any idea how long this person has been hiding behind the scenes?”

“The Ghost has been killing people for over twenty years. Look, if we can bring him down, it would be a huge win for us.”

I agreed with Alessandro, who ended our call with a few words of encouragement. But something in the pit of my gut was telling me that I needed a whole lot more than just basic encouragement. What we needed was a fucking miracle.

Even though the information wasn’t positive in any way, it was still important to know going forward. I hesitated to glance at Cat. She had eased her nails out of my arm a little while ago and remained silent beside me until we finally pulled into the driveway of our home.

“Well, seems we know who’s killing our men now,” she said softly.

Our—she’d said ‘our men.’

I quickly turned to face her and was met with a genuine look of solid stability. My chest instantly filled with an overwhelming wave of compassion and security, knowing that none of what Al said was enough to scare her off.

It was times like that when I knew that Cat was truly all in. She’d proven her dedication and devotion in small ways like this, and I found it to be incredibly touching as well as sexy.

She grabbed her bag and stepped out of the car. Cat turned back to face me and smiled.

“I know you have to go, but don’t be out all night again,” she said.

The corner of my mouth pulled back into a suggestive smirk.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be home soon. I have more plans for you.”