Gangster's Girl (Complete)

Chapter 27 - Part 1

There was an undercurrent of tension leading up to Andrew Vincent's visit to the Knox home. It was practically unheard of for this type of thing to happen and every one was on high alert putting security measures in place to ensure the visit went smoothly.

My nerves were shot and I paced the entry way, checking my watch every couple of minutes.

"Stop Kira," Angel finally said, bringing me out of my thoughts at to the present.

"I hate having to wait," I mumbled.

"You have nothing to be nervous about," he said taking my hand into his as I released a pent-up breath.

"Well I think he is crazy, giving his twenty one year old daughter an empire she has no idea how to run. It feels like a recipe of disaster." I gave the short and sweet to how I felt on the matter.

He touched my face. "He has no choice. You are his heir Kira. I know how this feels, I took over from my father at the same age because I had to. And I figured it out. You will too."

He held so much confidence in me and it made me feel a little better.

"I don't know what I would do without you," I breathed. Remnants of the previous day still hung in my mind, reminding me to treasure the things that mattered. Angel mattered.

To think I had come so close to nearly losing him, still stole the breath from my lungs and I had to make a conscious effort to remind myself that he was safe, here with me now.

His hand caressed my cheek and I closed my eyes to savor the his touch, light across my skin.

I could feel him move closer and his breath fanned my lips. I wanted him to kiss me so badly I put my arms around his neck and pulled him to me, our lips touching.

His arms wrapped around my waist bringing our bodies as close together as possible. His mouth coaxed mine open and I touched his tongue tentatively with mine. I groaned as he deepened the kiss and I wanted more.

Then I broke the kiss, knowing that if I didn't I wouldn't be able to stop myself from dragging him into the nearest room to have him.

Our breathing was heavy.

"I want you so much," I murmured, still feeling the impression of his mouth on mine.

"You have no idea how much I want to take you upstairs and show you how much I want you again."

My heart filled with emotion nearly burst from my chest.

I had never felt so happy to love and be loved. It was truly uplifting and I felt like I could conquer anything as long as I had him.

I wanted to touch him but knew that it would override any logical thought. I was trying to control every urge to throw caution to the wind and ignore the fact that my real father was about to show up any minute now for a very important meeting I couldn't miss.

His dark gaze held mine and I swallowed. Memories of him taking me to knew heights made it so much harder to fight the battle between what I wanted and what I had to do.

"I hope this meeting goes quickly," I murmured, very aware of his gaze and how it slid over me. It made me very aware of every female curve I had, and it felt empowering to know that I could make him want me as much as I wanted him.

Our chemistry was off the charts but it was the emotion behind it that amplified it for me. It wasn't just sex, a physical act between two people. It was a joining of hearts.

We hadn't really finished our conversation before we had been ambushed and there was still so much unspoken between us but it would have to wait.

Then Angel got the call that my father had arrived. He gave the instruction to let him in.