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Chapter Thirty-Six
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2026-06-19 23:42:23
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One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-Eight
CamillaI froze mid-step, my hand still resting on the door handle. I turned slowly, my mind racing to conjure up a believable excuse."I... I needed water," I stammered. "I couldn't sleep. I thought maybe some warm milk would help, but I couldn't find the kitchen in the dark, so I just wandered for a bit."I wanted for his voice lashing out at me but nothing came.I squinted, trying to make out his face in the dim light but it seemed like he was sleeping. The question hadn't been directed at me. He had only been sleeping talking.I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, my shoulders sagging with relief. I crept closer to the sofa. I don't know what possessed me to do it, curiosity, maybe, or some lingering suspicion that this was all some elaborate trap. I needed to see for myself that he was truly unconscious.I leaned over him, close enough to hear the soft whistle of his breath, close enough to see the slight twitch of his eyelids as he dreamed. His lips moved sli
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The bedroom was enormous. The kind of room that belonged in a palace, not a private residence. The ceiling stretched up into shadow, and a massive four-poster bed dominated the space like a throne. Dark wood. Rich fabrics. Everything smelled of expensive cologne and old money.Vittorio closed the door behind us with a soft click that sounded louder than it should have."Please," he said, gesturing toward a small seating area near the window. "Sit."I sat.He moved to a cabinet against the wall and pulled out a decanter filled with amber liquid. Two glasses. He poured slowly, deliberately, giving me time to study him. The way his shoulders moved beneath his jacket. The slight hunch of his posture that suggested he carried more weight than he showed the world."You look like a frightened animal," he said without turning around. "I told you not to be tense, Camilla.""I'm not tense."He turned and gave me a look that said he didn't believe me for a second. He crossed the room and handed
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-Six
Lucas Camilla was moving into my father's room.I'd stood there in that doorway like a fucking statue, watching them leave together. My father's hand at the small of her back. The way she'd tilted her head toward him, listening to whatever bullshit he was murmuring. And then that order o matter-of-fact, made me so pissed.I turned away to go to my room when I saw Isabella in the hallway. I was just going to walk past her but she had other plans. "Lucas." She said with a smile on her face. Gone was the warm woman sucking up to my father at Dinner. "What do you want, Isabella?" "I thought you might be heading back to the dining room to watch over them."I said nothing to that so she shrugged and tried to walk past me but I grabbed her hands. "What did you think you were doing at that table, Isabella? You know what Vittorio can do."Isabella scoffed. 'Of course, I do. It's why I did it. The question is, do you?" I released her hands and she patted my shoulder"You should sleep toni
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty Five
CamillaDinner was almost peaceful.Emphasis on the almost.Then the doors opened and Isabella walked in.She was dressed in a deep burgundy gown that swept the floor behind her. Her dark hair was pinned up in a style that looked effortless but had probably taken an hour. In her hands was a slim rectangular box wrapped in gold paper."Don Vittorio." Her voice was warm and practiced. She moved toward him with open arms. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here to receive you."Vittorio rose slightly from his seat and accepted her embrace with genuine warmth. A smile broke across his face, it almost made him look fatherly."Isabella." He held her at arm's length and looked at her with obvious approval. "You look wonderful. Every time I see you, you look more like your mother.""You're too kind." She laughed softly and set the gold box on the table in front of him. "I brought this from Milan. I remembered you mentioned once that you preferred the aged ones."He opened the box. Inside was a bottle of
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CamillaThe second I reached my room, I shut the door and leaned against it.At least right now, nobody was looking at me. Nobody was ordering me around. Nobody was standing too close. Nobody had their hand beside my head while staring at my mouth.My eyes squeezed shut.God.Why was I still thinking about that?I pushed away from the door and walked toward the vanity. A week ago my biggest problem had been surviving an arranged marriage. Now my biggest problem was trying not to think about my husband's son.That felt significantly worse.A knock interrupted my thoughts. The door opened before I could answer. Martha entered with two maids behind her. One carried garment bags. The other carried jewelry boxes.I immediately frowned. "What is all that?""The master is returning, Mrs. Salvatore."As if I could somehow forget."Therefore you must prepare."I almost laughed. Prepare. The word made it sound like a military operation. Judging by the speed with which they descended upon me, m
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Camilla Lucas climbed into the driver's seat without another word.The door shut behind him, and just like that, the moment between us dissolved like it had never happened. Like he hadn't just been inches from my face with his breath on my lips and his hand pressed against the window behind my head.I turned and stared out the window.Lucas drove quietly with one hand loose on the wheel while the other rested on his thigh. He looked unbothered. Unlike me. I scowled, bastard."What about Sofia?" I asked, breaking the silence.Lucas didn't respond immediately. He just kept his eyes on the road."Lucas." I turned in my seat to look at the side of his face. "I asked you a question. That girl was hurt. She had marks on her neck, on her arms. You saw them too. You can't just.."The car's Bluetooth cut me off with a sharp ringing sound.Lucas pressed the button on the steering wheel without hesitation. "Talk."Ivan's voice came through."The girl is sorted. She's in a safe house off Meri
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