Chapter 18: Despicable

Sienna

I was fast asleep when I felt an arm snake around my waist and knew Dante had returned to our bed. He requires my body to meet his needs, and clearly, that was all I was here for. His hands go in between my legs and he runs a finger up my slit, testing my wetness. But obviously, I had just been half asleep.

My eyes wrenched open; something was wrong. Dante’s hands were not soft, they were calloused and hard, and he always smelled of Bottega Veneta... not sandalwood. I jumped out of bed and switched the light on, only to find Luciano in bed with me.

What the hell?!!

“Luciano?!” I asked, incredulously. Why was he here? What did he think he was doing??? “What are... why are you here??”

He looks at me with a wounded expression. “Now, Sienna, you need to stop being such a tease and give into what I know you want.” He said, and I took a tentative step away from him.

I shake my head. Out of all the times to do this, he tries it with Dante sleeping in the same home as us.

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