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Spread Wide For The Painter

Author: Amanda Myles

Last Updated: 2025-12-14 20:51:47

Chapter 1

My heels click against the cold marble floor, each step echoing in the wide, high-ceilinged studio.

The walls are lined with canvases…. bodies in motion, flesh rendered in bold strokes of crimson and gold, limbs tangled in ecstasy. Some faces are blurred, others sharply defined, but all of them radiate the same raw, unfiltered desire.

My pulse quickens as I take it in, my fingers tightening around the strap of my purse.

Leonardo’s office is at the far end, the door slightly ajar. I hesitate for only a second before stepping inside, the soles of my black stilettos sinking slightly into the plush rug.

He doesn’t look up from the leather-bound book in his hands, as his long fingers trace the book absently. He has sharp Italian features, high cheekbones, a jawline that could cut glass, and lips that look like they were properly moisturised.

His dark hair is slightly tousled, as if he’s been running his hands through it, and the sleeves of his white button-down are rolled up t

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