LOGINLEO’S POV The moment David saw me, his entire posture changed. He straightened up so fast he nearly knocked his water glass over, his shoulders squaring as he plastered on a desperate, eager-to-please grin. I didn’t even give him a glance, completely freezing him out as I slid back into my leather seat. If the idiot knew this entire dinner was a staged execution for his social and financial life, he wouldn’t be here smiling like an asshart. “Oh, not at all, Mr. Verilli,” Manon breathed, leaning forward with her tablet already in hand. “We were just reviewing the regional projections you forwarded.” “Excellent. So, what have you decided regarding the entry-tier logistics?” I asked, completely ignoring the fool beside her. “Well, we believe that launching through your luxury sectors in Milan and Paris simultaneously gives us the prestige baseline we need,” Manon began, her eyes bright with ambition. “However—” “Actually, if I could just jump in there,” David chimed in, his voic
LEO’S POVWalking out of that restroom, I adjusted my cuffs and let out a breath that still tasted like her. Any normal father would be drowning in guilt right now. I’d just bent my son’s girlfriend over a countertop in the restroom and wrecked her in the best way possible. For weeks, I’d tried to be the good guy. I’d told myself she belonged to Alaric. I’d reminded myself of the lines I shouldn’t cross. But sitting in the back of my mind was a reality I’d finally stopped fighting: I didn’t feel a single shred of remorse. Not anymore. Ever since Rosie died, my world had been a monotonous blur of grey. I hadn’t cared about a single woman who crossed my path. Half the time, I realized I was just subconsciously looking for ghosts, searching for pieces of my late wife in every face I met. But women like Rosie don’t just grow on trees. She was a hurricane—stubborn as a bull, sharp-tongued, and entirely immune to my money or my power. She challenged me. Every woman I had met after h
VICKY’S POV My mouth opened to spit somethin’ sharp back at him, but all that came out was a moan as he thrust those damned fingers deeper, curlin’ them just right. I hated how easily he played me, like he already had the damn manual to my body. “You talk a real big game for a man who shouldn’t even be lookin’ at me,” I shot back, my voice shakin’ as he continued stroking. “Your son is sittin’ right out there, Mr. Verilli, and don’t forget I’m your daughter’s bestie. This is fucked up, even for you.” He didn’t seem bothered, and that was the worst part. He just watched me with those eyes as he kept pumpin’ and rubbin’ his fingers against that spot that made my toes curl in my heels. The wet, filthy sound of it echoed off the restroom. “Fucked up?” He chuckled low, the sound vibratin’ through his chest. “You’re dripping down my hand, sweetheart. Doesn’t feel fucked up to me.” I tried to form a comeback, but he added a third finger, stretchin’ me wider, and my head fell back w
VICKY’S POVMy breath hitched so hard it sounded like a gasp got stuck halfway up my throat.The question hung there between us, filthy and bold as hell, while his fingers kept toyin’ with the hem of my gown like he had all the time in the world to ruin me.Heat flooded my face. My thighs trembled around his hips even as I tried to squeeze ’em shut. Fat chance. He was already standin’ between ’em like he owned the damn real estate.I should’ve slapped that smug, dangerous look off his face. Instead, my legs trembled around his hips, betrayin’ me like the rest of my traitorous body.“You’re outta your mind,” I whispered, but it came out all breathy and weak, nothin’ like the ice-tongued Vicky I was supposed to be.“You really think you can just barge in here, lock the door, and…”A loud knock suddenly rattled the locked door.“Hello?” a woman’s voice called loudly. She turned the knob impatiently before yelling again.“Is someone in there? Why is the door locked?”My entire body froz
VICKY’ S POVVicky 💬: Leo???A thin layer of sweat broke across my forehead as I sent the message, which made zero sense considerin’ the AC in here was blastin’ like it had somethin’ to prove.Why am I even askin’? I know it’s him. Who else in this world calls me ice-tongued?Still… my grip tightened slightly around the edge of the sink as my thoughts started racin’ again.How the hell did he even get my number?Okay, no, that part was easy. It’s Leo. If he wants somethin’, he gets it.But David?That’s where my stomach twisted.How did he know about me and David? About us?My head lifted slowly, eyes lockin’ with my reflection like maybe she had answers I didn’t.Was this whole thin set up? Leo,?David and That woman.My chest tightened. No… no, that’s insane.Right?I pushed off the sink and started pacin’ the restroom, my thoughts spiralin’ faster with every step.“Get it together, V,” I muttered under my breath, draggin’ a hand through my now sticky hair.My phone dinged again, fr
VICKY’S POVFor a second, everything just… shrank. Like the whole damn world folded in on itself and left just me and him standin’ there.The restaurant, the people, David, the noise… all of it just disappeared. Gone.Like nothin’ else existed but him.And God help me, every filthy memory we ever had came rushin’ back all at once, hittin’ me so hard it almost knocked the air outta me.Heat curled low in my stomach, spread slow and settlin’ somewhere it had no business bein’.Shameless. Absolutely shameless.My gaze dipped without permission, draggin’ over his chest, the way it moved under his shirt, steady, controlled, like he wasn’t feelin’ this at all.He didn’t say a word. Just stood there starin’ with that same prideful, unreadable look on his face like he already knew exactly what he was doin’ to me.And for a second, I almost gave in to that stupid voice in my head whisperin’, kiss him, V.Yeah. That’s exactly what I needed. More bad decisions.“V, you okay?” Alaric’s voice cut
~CINDY’S POV~“Ohhh… fuck!” A soft, shaky moan rolled from my lips, the lick making my core ache with oversensitivity.He slurped at my pussy, loud and wet, his tongue diving into my folds and sucking up every drop of my juices.“You taste so fucking sweet, babe.”His hands gripped my ass cheeks, s
CINDY’S POVTwo hours after Elis’s call with Damian, we were finally dragging our asses out of that hotel bed, gearing up for the chaos ahead.Damian looked like sin on a stick. His black shirt hugged every damn muscle, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows to show off those veiny forearms. His bla
~CINDY’S POV~My breath snagged in my throat, a rush of fire scorching my cheeks, but I held his gaze. Those dark eyes pulled me into a storm I couldn’t escape.The words hung between us like smoke from a lit fuse—teach me how to own any man in bed—and damn if I knew where they came from.The champ
~CINDY’S POV~God, the threat in his words—the intensity—thrilled me, making my body blaze from the inside out.Without hesitation, my lips parted, taking his thick fingers deep.The taste of his skin, mixed with the faint burn of whiskey, hit my tongue, and a guttural sound tore from my throat.My







