Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip. “Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?” I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire. I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach. I'm horny as fuck. I should say no. I should. I'm not supposed to be doing this. Not with my stepbrothers. Not with three of them all at once. But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper. “Yes.” All three of them groan. “Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver. **** After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets. They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her. Her mother says “They're just your brothers now.” But they don't look at her like brothers. Not even a tiny bit. Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down. To make things worse? They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.
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“We dare you to kiss him.”
That was how the night started uphill or downhill depending on how you look at it.
***
I twirl and twist my hips dancing to the loud beat thumping through the club, completely lost in the music.
Valentina and Gianna, my best friends, and partners-in-chaos, are giggling loudly beside me, and dancing to the music like no one is watching.
It's our first proper girls night out in years, as we haven't seen each other for a while now.
I just returned back to the country, Italy, because mom finally decided to move in with her new husband, and I decided to hang out with my girls at the club because I couldn't think of a better way to catch up with them.
Besides, I also want to forget about Alessandro, my ex boyfriend who I caught cheating on me. He broke up with me after I caught him cheating and blamed me for finding out.
Pathetic, right??
And now, I just want to have all the fun I can to forget about him.
“Oh my!!” Valentina suddenly exclaims, freezing mid-dance, and staring at something or someone with bulging and drooling eyes behind me.
Gianna and I trace her eyes to the entrance of the club and we both exclaim simultaneously.
“Fucking hell!!”
At the entrance of the club stands a man who commands attention with effortless grace.
Towering and broad-shouldered, his tall frame is sculpted to perfection—his slim waist tapering into long, lean legs that move with the poised elegance of a predator.
His face is a masterpiece, chiseled like that of a Greek god, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and full, sensual lips.
Piercing eyes ... .dark and enigmatic…held the kind of intensity that made hearts stutter, while his tousled hair, rich and thick, frames his divine features with casual perfection.
Every inch of him radiates power, danger, and breathtaking beauty.
“That man is fucking handsome!” Valentina whispers, clearly stunned.
“I'll do anything to have him in my bed! I'll sell my soul if I have to!” Gianna says dreamily.
I roll my eyes. They're always like that at the sight of a handsome man.
But I must confess, that man over there is easily the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. He's a beautiful man!!! He's breathtaking.
“When was the last time you said you kissed again??” Gianna asks.
“After I broke up with Alessandro” I reply to her.
Valentina and Gianna give each other knowing, weird looks. I know that look and it has never ended well for me.
It was a look of mischief.
“What are you girls up to??” I laugh.
“Should we spice things up a bit??” Valentina teases.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Gianna echoes, her voice dripping with trouble.
“Elena” Valentina grins. “I dare you to walk over to that handsome stranger and kiss him passionately on the lips”
“We're daring you to kiss him” Gianna supports with a wicked smile.
My eyes widen and my jaw drops.
“You must be joking!” I cry out in disbelief.
“No, we aren't,” Valentina says with a wicked smile.
“I'm not doing that, com'on” I say, glaring at both of them.
“Then you are doing our laundry for a month,” Gianna says sweetly.
“Fucking hell….you know how much I hate doing the laundry” I groan.
“Then fucking go kiss him. It's just a kiss, yeah, yeah??” Gianna shrugs.
“Just a kiss,” Valentina echoes, giggling.
I roll my eyes.
Remind me how I got to be friends with these girls again.
Why am I even friends with these lunatics??
I turn to sneak another glance at the handsome stranger only to realize that he is walking straight towards us.
“Look, he's approaching us!” Gianna gasps.
“I don't think so. I think he's coming to the bar counter and we're literally standing close to the bar counter” I reply, starting to panic a bit.
“It doesn't matter. Now is the right time to approach him. Take the opportunity” Valentina says.
“No, I won't” I refuse.
“Yes, you'll!” They both choruses.
“I won't!”
“You will!”
“I won't!”
And as we continue to argue, the handsome stranger keeps coming closer and closer to us.
And when he is just a few inches away from us, I suddenly feel a push from the back and find myself stepping forward to the handsome stranger and blocking his way.
“I'll fucking kill Valentina and Gianna for this!” I scream inwardly.
The handsome stranger stares at me from head to toe and raises an eyebrow in confusion or maybe…amusement.
And even though I know I am not looking bad in the red body fitting gown I wore that clings to my body and brings out all my curves, I still feel very embarrassed and wish the ground would open up and swallow me.
“What do you want, young lady??” He speaks, and his voice, oh my goodness, his voice could make any woman wet at the spot, myself included.
I swallow hard, suddenly searching for words to say.
I can hear Valentina and Gianna chuckling and giggling behind me. It is fun for them.
I deepen my resolve to kill them after this.
“Ummm….my friends…” I stammer, then take a deep breath.
“My friends dared me to kiss you” I blurt out.
His eyes widen, and a mischievous grin appears on his lips.
“I'm sorry” I apologize, and because he's way taller than me, tiptoes and holds his cheeks and kisses him on the lips.
He doesn’t step back and the moment our lips touch, I feel an electrifying feeling within me.
His lips are warm, and I feel a spark run down my spine like lightning.
I linger for a moment ... .okay, maybe two…before I step back from him.
I start to apologize when he interrupts me.
“We're not done yet. We only just started” he says and pulls me closer to him, then bent his head and kisses me fiercely.
~ELENA~Screams echo across the courtyard, high-pitched and chaotic. For a second, I think someone’s gotten hurt or maybe there is a fight happening out there.“What the hell??” I murmur, my pulse racing as I dash out with Gianna and Valentina, until I hear the words that freeze me in place.“They’re here! Oh my God, there are two more of him!”And then I see them.My breath catches in my throat.Standing right in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by what looks like half the female population of Aurelia University, are Vincenzo and Riccardo.For a second, I think I’m hallucinating. But no, that sharp, cold stare that could slice steel… that’s Vincenzo. And the one with the smirk that looks like sin carved into perfection…. definitely Riccardo.My jaw drops.What the hell are they doing here?They stand like they own the damn place, sunlight catching on their dark hair, the same sculpted features that match Nico’s but with entirely different energies.
~NICO~I follow Elena out of the class.When we step out, heads turn immediately, guys staring at her legs, girls eyeing me like I belong to them. Elena notices both. I see the way her shoulders tense, the way she presses her books tighter against her chest.Perfect.I sling my jacket over my shoulder and walk just a step ahead of her, letting the crowd swallow us up. A group of girls waves, one of them, Sofia, if I recall rightly is making a beeline straight for me. She’s all glossy hair, red lipstick, and too much perfume.“Nico,” she purrs, sliding her hand onto my arm. “You’re coming to the masquerade ball party tomorrow night, right?”I don’t pull away. I let her touch linger, my gaze deliberately sliding past Sofia….landing on Elena.She’s frozen a few feet away, lips parted, her eyes flashing with something sharp and hot.Jealousy.I smirk, slow and deliberate, before leaning closer to Sofia, close enough to make it look dangerous but not enough to
~NICO~The moment we walk into the school building, I can feel it.Eyes everywhere.It’s like the whole hallway stops to look at her….the way her skirt sways, the way her hair catches the light, the easy confidence in her steps.She doesn’t even seem to notice. Or maybe she does, and she likes it.Her friends walks toward her when they saw her.Elena walks a few steps ahead of me, laughing softly at something her friend says, completely unaware of the way the guys’ gazes follow her.Or maybe she is aware. Maybe this is all part of her plan.A group of seniors near the lockers glance her way, one of them saying something under his breath that makes the others snicker. My teeth clench instantly.I shoot them a look…. sharp enough to cut. The laughter dies in their throats.Good.Elena finally glances back at me, and when she catches my expression, her brows lift slightly. “What?” she mouths silently, all innocence.I don’t answer. I just shake my head, trying
~NICO~I’m halfway down the stairs when I see her.Elena.She’s standing by the dining table, sunlight spilling through the window and catching the curve of her hair, the shimmer of her skin. For a second, I think I’m imagining her….because no one should look like that this early in the morning.She turns slightly, and I catch a better look at her outfit. Tight. Short. Soft fabric hugging every curve in a way that makes my pulse stumble.What the hell is she wearing?She's wearing a black leather skirt that clings to her thighs. A cream silk top that dips low enough to show the swell of her breasts.My fingers curl against the railing as my eyes travel down, then back up, helplessly. I know I should look away….should say something, anything, but all I can do is stare.Her lips curve when she notices me, that small, satisfied smile that makes me think she planned this.“Let’s go to school together,” she says lightly, voice full of sweet innocence that doesn’
~ELENA~“You already let me touch you,” he murmurs, “but now you’re going to let me take you, while they watch.”My breath catches, but there’s no part of me that wants to say no.My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat.Three of them.All of them look at me like I’m something they’re about to devour.Nico kisses me, slow and deep, nothing like the rough, punishing way he kissed me before. This one is deliberate, coaxing, like he’s savoring me.When he finally breaks the kiss, he pulls me closer until my chest is flush against his.“On the bed,” he says.Vincenzo guides me forward, his hands firm on my hips as if reminding me I’m not choosing Nico over him…. I’m choosing all of them.I crawl onto the bed, my knees sinking into the soft mattress, and Nico follows, shedding the rest of his clothes until he’s gloriously, shamelessly naked.He pushes me gently onto my back, and I can feel the heat of Vincenzo standing at the edge of the bed, watc
~ELENA~Vincenzo doesn’t take his eyes off me as he shrugs off his jacket, tossing it carelessly onto my couch in the room.“Stand up,” he orders softly, but there’s no room for disobedience in his tone.My legs feel weak, but I obey, standing slowly from the bed.Riccardo steps closer, his dark gaze locked on me, and I suddenly feel trapped between the three of them.Nico smirks, clearly not backing down completely. “See? She listens to me just fine. Maybe she likes it when one of us takes control” he teases.Vincenzo’s head snaps toward him, his glare sharp enough to cut glass. “Then you’ll watch while I remind her who she belongs to” he drawls.My breath catches.Is Vincenzo being so defensive and possessive over me right now??Nico raises a brow but doesn’t argue this time. Instead, he drops back into my desk chair like a spectator settling in for a show, his arms folded over his chest.Riccardo steps behind me, and I feel the heat of his body against
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