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He immediately shifted his weight, one knee nudging my thighs farther apart.The hand that had been worshipping my breast trailed down my side, fingertips dragging slow fire across my ribs, over the soft curve of my stomach, until he reached the waistband of my denim shorts.“Gonna show you, then,” he murmured, voice gravel-rough and thick with intent.“I’m waiting…” I breathed, anticipation making my voice tremble.He hooked two fingers under the fabric and tugged my shorts down inch by torturous inch, peeling them off my legs until they hit the floor. Cool air kissed the damp lace of my thong. I shivered—not from the chill, but from the way his gaze dropped straight to the dark, wet spot between my thighs like it was a prize he’d already claimed.“Look at you,” he breathed, almost reverent. “Soaked through just from my mouth on your tits. You’re dripping for me, aren’t you, baby?”I bit my lip hard and nodded, too wound up to form full sentences.“Say it,” he demanded softly, thumb

“No, baby. No.” I shook my head. “Don’t do that. Don’t ask me to let that man back in.” “He went down on his knees—” “You think that performance meant something? The great Antonio Cruz—the trillionaire who built an empire and treated his own son like a stain—suddenly drops to his knees because he’s had a miraculous change of heart? Because he’s finally realized what a monster he’s been?” Charlotte went still. I couldn’t stop. “He treated me like I was a curse to him. That’s the truth. Not once—not a single time—did he ever make me feel like I had a father. I was abused,I cried to him and what did he do? Shut me out. Whenever I ask for a chance to express myself, he claimed too busy. Then he looked at me like I was a filth because they told me I was gay...a child...a child that knew nothing...nothing". She listened without interrupting,her eyes steady on mine. When I ran out of breath she spoke softly. “Honey… I know. I understand. More than you think.” She reached for

**LEO'S POV** A knock came at the door. “Who might that be?” Charlotte asked. “Probably Caleb,” I replied. “He’s still waiting out there?” Her voice carried real concern. I sighed. “I’ll talk to him.” I walked back to the door, opened it, and stepped outside, pulling it shut quietly behind me. Caleb straightened and spoke. “Leo...I’m sorry, I—” “I told you I don’t want to see your face, Caleb.” My words came out steadier than I felt. “I’m sorry too, but it’s going to take time to see you any differently.” He nodded, calm and resigned. “I understand. I deserve it.” I stayed silent. “Father—sorry, Mr. Antonio—told you, didn’t he?” “Yes.” I studied him. “Do Henry and Benjamin know about this yet?” “Not yet. He’ll tell them today. He was the one who invited us here anyway.” “I see. That’s why Benjamin acted the way he did. He didn’t realize he was being cut off from the family.” I muttered the last part mostly to myself. “I hope he didn’t cause any troubl

I pinned her hips down with my forearms, holding her open as I licked deeper, circling her clit with firm, relentless pressure. She tasted like salt and sweetness and everything I’d ever craved. I love tasting her; it’s something I can’t do without. “Leo—oh fuck—right there—” Her moans whenever I taste her there are something else. I gave her exactly what she begged for—sucking gently, then flicking fast—while two fingers slid inside her to curl against that spot that made her entire body seize. She came hard and sudden, thighs clamping around my head, a broken cry tearing from her throat as she shuddered through it. I didn’t stop until the aftershocks faded. When I finally lifted my head, her eyes were glassy, chest heaving. I crawled back up her body, kissing every inch I passed—her hip, the underside of her breast, the hollow of her throat—until I was braced over her again. She wrapped her legs around my waist, heels digging into my lower back, urging me closer. “Now,” s

**CHARLOTTE'S POV**When I woke up the next morning, the space beside me was empty.Leo was gone.My heart gave a small, uneasy thud—then I remembered: we’re in his city, in his father's place..he can't possibly disappear.I sat up slowly, rubbing sleep from my eyes with a tired yawn.A knock sounded at the door.I pulled the covers higher, suddenly very aware that I was wearing nothing at all.Since it was most likely Leo, I had nothing to hide.But… what if it wasn’t?Better safe than sorry. I kept the duvet clutched tightly against me.“Come in?”The door opened and four women stepped inside, all dressed in identical charcoal uniforms with subtle silver embroidery at the collars.That was… definitely not what I expected.I clenched the duvet even tighter, suddenly uncomfortable.“Um… how… may I help you?”“Good morning, Madam,” the one in front said, offering a small bow. “We’ve come to prepare you for breakfast.”I blinked.“Prepare me?”“Yes, ma’am. Bath, massage, manicure, pedic