24

"Lorenzo! How much of our conversation did you hear?" I drawled, giving him a playful smile as he stood beside me.

"Enough to hear you ladies are up to something? You aren't planning anything reckless, are you?" Lorenzo asked as he sat down.

"Who knows? Maybe I am. There's nothing in our deal that said I can't ask for extra help." I grinned, and the corner of his lips twitched to a small smile.

"Apparently, it doesn't, and I made a mistake not considering that." He grunted, eyeing Peony and Rose, who sheepishly smiled.

"Don't worry; the idea we have given her will only bring good results that we're sure you'll enjoy a lot, like a lot." Rose giggled and winked at him.

I almost leapt over the table to shut her mouth. What part of a secret plan didn't she understand? She could have told him everything if she was going to hint it to him and act suspiciously.

"Don't mind my sister. We aren't planning anything with Gwendolyn." Peony, the twin I actually expected to blurt out what was going on, said and nudged her sister's side.

Lorenzo's gaze flickered between the three of us, and we brightened our already suspicious smiles, making the situation even more suspicious.

"I'm not sure I believe you, and your goods; don't get into trouble. Your father won't be pleased if you do anything reckless, and I won't go easy on you, Gwendolyn." He warned us like we were unruly kids, and he was our babysitter trying to threaten us with the fear of our parents.

"Oh, don't worry. Trouble is the last thing we'll bring, and I can bet you'll be glad we plotted something after this n—" Rose gasped as Peony nudged her ribs so hard that I swear I heard them crack at the impact.

"We would've loved to chat a little bit longer, but I think I can hear my father calling, so we'll be going. Have a lovely night. It was lovely meeting you, Gwendolyn." Peony gushed, grabbed her sister's arm and yanked her away.

"Bye." I waved back at them and turned to Lorenzo with a large grin. "Told you I could handle myself. You thought I would be standing in the corner like a poor frightened kitten, too afraid to talk to anyone, didn't you?"

"With your loud mouth and nosy attitude, I was worried you would have gotten into too much trouble." Lorenzo said, holding out his arm to me.

"Again, I'm not stupid enough to get involved with another mafia lord when I already have you." I replied as I slipped my hand into the crook of his elbow, and he led me towards the exit. "Are we leaving now?"

"Yes. I've gotten bored of socialising."

"Aww, I wanted to dance a little longer." I pouted as my gaze drifted to the couples dancing.

"You seem to be enjoying this punishment more than you should." He frowned.

"What! No? It was terrible. Couldn't you see how terrified I was? I was shaking in my heels! Please never take me to this kind of party again!" I gasped dramatically as I bit back my giggle.

Honestly, Lorenzo's punishment was cruel if looked at the right way.

I was an ordinary girl, thrust into a company of people who were used to blood, murder, drugs, death and a whole lot of crazy sh*t.

Despite the party looking glamorous and everyone acting gracefully and poised, there was this choking, murderous bloodlust aura hanging over them. Everything they did was deliberate and calculated, like broods of vipers ready to strike.

And worse, they were curious of the woman with the devil.

It was enough to overwhelm anyone and drive them crazy with anxiety.

That would have been me too, but I was with Lorenzo.

And I had f*cking danced with him.

My delulu mind couldn't help but imagine that he was like the dark Fae prince, and I was a human girl that had somehow caught his eyes with her snarky attitude.

How could I be intimidated when I was squealing in my mind?! And when else was I going to have the opportunity to be in such a party?! Never!

"It seems I underestimated you; my next punishment will be more deliberate." He said* and I snorted.

"Sorry, but there won't be a next time. My new escape plan is flawless; you'll see." I grinned.

"Wasn't that what you said the last time?" He smirked as we arrived at the parking lot.

"Third time is the charm. I'm a hundred and one percent sure that it will work this time. Better get your ten million ready." I giggled as the chauffeur opened the car's door and we entered.

I spent the whole drive to the hotel asking about the people we met at the party, but Lorenzo was a tough cookie to crack. He danced on the edge, answering questions partly and avoiding details.

It was expected because, obviously, why would he tell an outsider the inside secrets of the mafia world? Still, it was a lot of fun annoying him with my many questions.

As we rode the elevator to our room, my conversation with Rose and Peony rang in my head, and I bit my bottom lip.

Was I really crazy enough to try to seduce a mafia boss?

"You seem awfully quiet for someone that was chatty a few minutes ago. Run out of energy?" Lorenzo asked as we walked into the room.

"No, I was just thinking." I said as I sat in the bed and removed my mask.

"Oh, so the crazy woman can actually think. Quite surprising." He teased.

"I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear that." I rolled my eyes. "So... Peony and Rose told me a little something about you, and I was wondering if it was true."

"Not surprising. So which of the many rumours did they tell you about me?" He replied as he took off his suit jacket and mask.

"Is the whole thing about your b*tches true? You know how you change your so-called girlfriends frequently and only sleep with them once?" I asked.

"Yes. No woman stays by my side for long. Can't risk any romantic entanglement. Bad for business." He struggled.

"Really? Haven't you had feelings for any of them? Even like a small crush? A teensy tiny bit of love."

"This is the mafia world, little vixen. Love and feelings are weaknesses here. They make you lose the ability to think straight and make logical decisions. I can't afford that type of weakness. So I get willing women to warm my bed once in a while. It's a win-win for us. I get you satisfy my sexual needs, and they get to brag about being with Diavolo. A fair trade, don't you think?" He smirked.

"I guess you're right." I mumbled. A sharp pain ran through my chest, but I ignored it and gave him a coy smile as I stood up.

"You know, Rose and Peony told me about another juicy rumour. They say there are many claims about you being a beast in bed, so I was wondering if that was true too?"

"Why do you want to know?" He asked, acting unfazed by my words, but I caught the twinkle in his eyes. I placed my arms on his shoulder and pressed my body against his.

"Just curious. Let's say, in a hypothetical situation, we decided to do it. How would you f*ck me?"