MasukLia's POVDante looked at me, one eyebrow slightly raised. I just shrugged, trying not to laugh. He sat down like she asked, resting his forearms on his knees as he looked up at her.Joella stood in front of him, arms still crossed. Even though she was shorter than him, she was trying her best to look intimidating. She tilted her head and stared at him for a moment before she spoke.“So,” she started. “What are your intentions with my best friend?”Dante didn’t laugh or get defensive. He just looked at her seriously.“My intentions,” he said calmly, “are to make her happy. Really happy. I want to give her everything she deserves and more. I want to take care of her. Protect her. Make her feel safe and wanted every single day.”Joella stayed quiet, so he kept going.“I know she’s been through some shit before. I know she’s careful with her heart now. But I’m not going anywhere. I’m not interested in playing games with her.” He paused for a second, and his voice softened. “When I look a
Lia's POVThere was a short pause before his voice dropped into that lower, teasing tone again.“I can’t wait to see you dance tonight.”I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see me. “I’m a great dancer, you know. I’m going to show you.”Dante laughed, the sound low and warm. “Is that right? Then I’m really looking forward to it. I want to see you move that pretty body for me.”My stomach fluttered at the way he said it. He made it sound dirty even when he was talking about dancing.He continued, “I’ll pick you both up when you’re ready. And we can go to a club my friend owns. It’s exclusive, so it won’t be too crowded. You’ll be comfortable.”I smiled. “That sounds really nice. Thank you.”“Stop thanking me,” he said gently. “I enjoy making you happy. It’s not a favor.”We talked for a few more minutes. He asked what time we wanted to go out, and I told him we were meeting at my place first. Dante said he would come pick us up around nine. Before we hung up, his voice softened aga
Lia's POV“Oh no,” I said quietly. “Are they talking about layoffs?”“They haven’t said it outright yet,” Joella said, her voice getting higher the more she spoke. “But you know how these things go. They buy a company, say they’re ‘streamlining operations,’ and the next thing you know, half the department is gone. I’ve been here four years, Lia. I thought I was safe. I thought—”“Hey, hey,” I said gently, cutting her off before she could spiral. “Breathe. You’re one of the hardest workers I know. You stay late, you take on extra work, and everyone likes you. They’re not just going to let you go.”“You don’t know that,” she said, and I could hear the panic creeping into her voice. “These big companies don’t care about loyalty. They care about numbers. What if I’m one of the numbers?”I hated hearing her like this. Joella was usually the strong one between us — loud, confident, and quick to fight. Hearing her sound so scared made my chest hurt.“Jo,” I said softly. “Even if things get m
Lia's POVHe raised an eyebrow and gave me a warning look.“Behave,” he said, his voice low. “If you keep staring at my cock like that, I’m going to bend you over this desk again. And this time I won’t be quick.”I felt a fresh rush of heat between my legs at his words. Even though I was still sore and sensitive, I couldn’t stop myself from teasing him a little.“Maybe I want you to,” I said softly, looking up at him through my lashes.Dante let out a short laugh and shook his head. He tucked himself back into his pants and zipped up.“You’re trouble,” he muttered, but there was a smile in his voice. “Come here.”He helped me sit up properly on the desk, then carefully pulled my panties back into place. His fingers brushed gently over my pussy as he adjusted them, and I shivered. Then he smoothed my skirt down over my thighs, making sure everything looked neat again.He reached up and fixed my hair with his fingers, tucking a few strands behind my ear and gently combing through the me
Lia's POVDante smiled against my neck and gently bit down on the spot just below my ear.“Mission accomplished,” he said, his voice warm and teasing. He finally pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes had softened, but they were still dark with satisfaction as they moved slowly over my face. One of his hands came up to gently brush a strand of hair away from my forehead, his thumb lingering against my temple.“You okay?” he asked quietly. His voice was low and rough from how hard he’d just fucked me, but the way he asked the question was so gentle it made my chest feel tight.I nodded, giving him a small, shaky smile. My legs were still wrapped around his waist, and I could feel his cock still buried deep inside me, softening slowly while his cum leaked out around him and onto the desk beneath me.“I’m really good,” I whispered.Dante didn’t move away. He stayed right there between my spread thighs, his hands gently stroking up and down my legs as he studied my face like he
Lia's POVDante’s hand on my throat tightened just a little as he fucked me harder, his thrusts becoming rougher and more relentless while still staying deep. The sound of my moans and the wet slap of his cock pounding into me filled the office.“Come for me,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding. “Come on my cock right now. Let me feel this pretty pussy squeeze me while I fuck you.”I was right on the edge, my whole body trembling, when he reached around with his free hand and found my clit. He rubbed it in tight, fast circles while he kept fucking me, and that was all it took.I came hard.My pussy clenched violently around his cock as the orgasm crashed through me. I cried out, my voice high and broken, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me. My legs gave out, but Dante held me up, fucking me through it with deep, steady strokes.“Fuck… that’s it,” he groaned. “Good girl. Come for me. Just like that.”I was still pulsing around him, my pussy fluttering
Lia's POVAnother smaller box, this one black velvet.With shaking hands, I opened it.And nearly dropped it in shock.Earrings. Diamond earrings. Or maybe there weren’t real diamonds.They were stunning—classic drop earrings, each one featuring a cluster of diamonds that caught the light and threw
Lia's POVSo I did. I told Joella everything—starting from the moment I'd opened my door to find Dante standing there, moving through every detail of our morning together.I described the café—the elegant white stone exterior, the crystal chandeliers, the ornate molding, the way Marie the hostess h
Lia's POV"What?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious."You have some syrup," Dante said, his voice rougher than before. "On your lip."I started to reach for my napkin, but Dante stopped me with a single word."Don't."My hand froze mid-reach.Dante set down his fork deliberately and leaned across th
Lia's POVShe glided away with the same elegant efficiency she'd displayed throughout.I opened my menu carefully, running my hand over the expensive leather, and immediately felt my eyes go wide—probably comically wide—at what I saw inside.The prices.Oh my god, the prices.A simple omelet—grante







