MasukDante’s POVAfter Lia took Matteo down the hallway to his room, the apartment went quieter. I could still hear the soft sound of his voice and Lia answering him in that gentle way she had with him. Their voices floated down the hall—Matteo explaining something about his toys, Lia responding with quiet interest—but the living room felt separate now. The air felt heavier without them in it.I turned to face Lola.She was standing near the couch, arms already crossing over her chest. Her face had that tight look she got when she didn’t like something. The afternoon light coming through the window caught the edge of her expression and made it sharper.“We need to talk,” I said.She frowned right away.“Why did you bring her?” she asked. Her voice had an edge to it. “Lia didn’t need to come with you. This is about our son. Not her.”I looked her straight in the eyes and didn’t look away. I kept my voice calm, but I made sure every word landed clearly.“Lia and I are a package deal,” I said
Lia’s POVWe finally dragged ourselves out of bed and into the shower. The water ran hot and steady over both of us, washing away the sweat and the weight of the last few days. Dante stood behind me and washed my hair with slow, careful hands while I leaned back against his chest. Neither of us said much. We didn’t need to. The quiet felt good after everything.When we got out, I wrapped a towel around myself and padded into the living room to find the takeout menus Dante kept in a drawer. We settled on Thai food—pad Thai, green curry, and spring rolls. Dante called in the order while I pulled on one of his soft t-shirts and a pair of his shorts that were too big on me. The fabric still smelled like him.Not long after the food arrived, the front door opened and Victor walked in. He looked tired but steady. The moment he saw us, something in his shoulders loosened. I went to him right away and wrapped my arms around his waist. He held me tight and pressed a long kiss to the top of my
Lia’s POVA low growl left him. In one strong movement he grabbed my waist with his good arm and flipped us. Suddenly I was on my hands and knees on the bed and he was standing behind me. His hand came down in a firm spank on my ass. The sharp sting made me gasp, heat blooming across my skin. Then he squeezed the same spot hard, spreading me open so he could see everything—how wet and ready I still was for him.“My turn,” he said, voice dark with heat. “You’ve teased me long enough. Now you’re going to take what I give you.”He rubbed the thick head of his cock through my soaked folds, coating himself in my wetness. The blunt pressure against my entrance made me push back without thinking. He didn’t make me wait. He pushed inside in one deep, steady thrust until his hips were flush against my ass. We both groaned. He felt even bigger from this angle, stretching me wide open.He didn’t give me time to adjust. He pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, starting a hard, deep r
Lia’s POVI stayed right there on my knees and took it, eyes watering, spit everywhere, giving him exactly what he had asked for. Spit ran down my chin and dripped onto his balls. Every time he pushed deep, I felt the thick head of his cock stretch my throat. Every time he pulled back, I sucked hard on the way out, tasting more of him. His breathing turned rough and uneven above me.“Fuck… just like that,” he rasped. “Don’t you dare pull off. Take it. Take all of it.”I didn’t pull away when his thrusts got more desperate. I kept my hands on his thighs and let him push deep one last time. His cock pulsed hard against my tongue and he came with a broken groan, flooding my throat with thick, hot cum. Pulse after pulse filled my mouth. I swallowed around him, taking every drop, the taste of him heavy and salty on the back of my tongue. His thighs trembled under my palms as he finished.When the last pulse faded, I slowly pulled off, a thin string of spit and cum still connecting my lips t
Lia’s POVI still didn’t know where this dominant side was coming from. Maybe it was the way he had looked so exhausted earlier. Maybe it was how much I wanted to take care of him completely. Whatever it was, it felt right.Dante placed both hands flat on the bed beside him, palms down, fingers spread. He watched me with dark, hungry eyes, chest rising and falling a little faster now.I leaned in, parted my lips, and wrapped them around the head of his cock. The taste of him filled my mouth—salty, warm, already familiar. I sucked slowly, just the tip at first, swirling my tongue underneath the ridge, and felt him throb hard against my lips. A low, broken groan left him.I took him a little deeper, letting the head push against the roof of my mouth. My hand stayed wrapped around the base, stroking what I couldn’t fit yet. Spit started to gather at the corners of my lips and slide down his shaft. The wet sound of it filled the quiet room.“Shit… Lia…” Dante’s voice was strained. His fin
Lia’s POVI led him down the hall and into the bedroom, keeping my fingers laced with his the whole way. The curtains were half drawn, letting in a muted gray light that made the room feel hushed. The bed was neatly made, the sheets smooth and cool-looking. I guided him to the edge of the mattress and made him sit. The bed dipped slightly under his weight. He didn’t resist. He just sat there, looking down at the floor for a second before lifting his eyes to me.I stepped closer and rested my hands lightly on his shoulders for a moment before reaching for his suit jacket. The fabric was smooth and still held a little of the outdoor coolness. He let me slide it off his shoulders carefully, and I let my hands linger a second longer on his upper arms as I did. I laid the jacket over the chair near the window. Then I loosened his tie, working the knot free with both hands. The silk was soft between my fingers as I pulled it gently from around his neck. My fingertips brushed the warm skin a
Lia's POVThe next morning, I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck.My head was pounding with a dull, insistent throb that pulsed in time with my heartbeat. My mouth felt like it was filled with cotton—dry and unpleasant and tasting vaguely of tequila and regret. My body ached in that parti
Lia's POVBut even as I flew away from the island, even as physical distance grew between me and what had happened there, I knew something fundamental had shifted.I wasn't the same woman who'd boarded this plane days ago.I wasn't the same woman who'd accepted Rob's neglect and disrespect as norma
I spun around with a sharp intake of breath, my hand flying to my chest.Victor stood just a few feet away, watching me with those piercing blue eyes. He was so quiet I hadn't heard him approach at all. He'd changed since earlier—now he wore a dark suit, perfectly fitted, the kind that probably cos
When I finally got to my room, I stopped in the doorway and just stared.It was beautiful. Really, genuinely beautiful. The room was spacious and airy, with high ceilings and large windows that looked out over the water. The last light of the evening was painting the Mediterranean in shades of oran







