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Insane and hot

~ Stephano She’d been in there for thirty goddamn minutes.I stared at the clock again, jaw tight, towel slung low on my hips, cock already half hard just thinking about her under that water. Steam billowed through the cracks of the bathroom door like a fucking invitation I didn’t ask for.“Camilla,” I snapped, loud enough to echo. No answer.I waited a beat. Another.Still nothing.Fucking hell.I stormed across the suite, yanked the bathroom door open, and the steam hit me like a brick wall."Camilla!" I barked again.Her head whipped around in the shower, eyes wide, tits bouncing as she scrambled to cover herself with two ridiculously small hands. A pathetic attempt. Her nipples were still visible, peeking out from behind her fingers like they wanted me to see. Pink. Hard. Glorious.“What the fuck, Stephano!” she shrieked. “Get out!”“No,” I said, stepping in and slamming the door behind me.Her mouth fell open.“I've had enough of your goddamn games,” I growled, unwrapping the to

Stop staring

~ CamillaI hated him.That was the only explanation for why I flung the door of the goddamn limo open with the kind of drama usually reserved for reality TV stars and funerals. He didn’t have to book a limo. He chose to. He did this deliberately, wanted to trap me in a plush, leather-scented coffin on wheels with nowhere to run and all the air sucked out by his arrogant cologne and even more arrogant silence.I slid in with a tight jaw and tighter thighs, trying not to sit too close. Which was impossible. Because of course, he was sprawled in the corner like he owned not just the seat but the laws of physics. One leg lazily folded, wrist draped over his thigh, phone in hand, like he hadn’t had his fingers inside me two hours ago. Like he hadn’t shoved me against the hotel dressing table and made me grind on his hand until I was shaking, then walked away.Walked. The fuck. Away.“Morning, sweetheart,” Stephano murmured without looking up, his voice smooth and low and annoyingly amused

Say the word

~ Camilla We barely spoke during the elevator ride up to the hotel suite. I kept my arms crossed the whole time like it would keep his presence from crawling under my skin. He leaned against the opposite wall, still smug from whatever ‘victory’ he thought he scored in the limo. Occasionally, I caught him glancing at me from the corner of his eye, like he knew I was two seconds away from a full meltdown and was just waiting for the show.I wasn’t giving him the satisfaction.Not tonight.Especially not tonight.When we got inside the suite, I beelined for the bathroom and ignored the open suitcase on the bed that held my silky, see-through nightgowns, idiotically packed under the illusion that I’d be in my own room. Rookie mistake. I couldn’t wear any of those things. Not after what happened that morning. Not after I let him finger me against the damn dressing table, while I begged him not to stop. I hadn’t even let Alex do that to me. Not yet.My guilt was a roaring bonfire in my c

I got you

StefanoThe rain hit like it was personal.It had been teasing all evening, those smug, weightless clouds hanging overhead like they knew we were too arrogant to bring an umbrella. But I heard it before I felt it, the quick, sharp staccato on the concrete, like fingers snapping in warning. Then came the first drop on my wrist. And then another. And then…“Shit,” I muttered, catching Camilla’s arm before I could stop myself. “Come on.”She gasped slightly, stumbling in those ridiculous heels as I dragged her toward the only visible shelter, a sad little toolshed near the back parking lot of the building. Nothing glamorous about it. Some rust on the hinges, a faint stench of oil and damp wood, but it had a roof and four sides, and I didn’t feel like watching her hair turn to frizz under a downpour. Not when I had to sleep two feet away from her again tonight.“Stephano, slow down!” she yelped behind me, practically jogging to keep up. I didn’t. She could keep up or fall behind. I was so

Every night

~ Camilla.The first thing I felt was heat.Not mine. His. Stephano’s.A long, warm arm draped across my chest, fingers curved, casually, intimately, over one breast like it belonged there. His other arm was locked around my waist, dragging my hips flush against him, like I’d been forged overnight to fit into every inch of his goddamn body.And I, God, I was so still. Like if I didn’t move, I could somehow un-happen this.I blinked slowly, my cheek still buried in the pillow, and tried to remember what the hell I’d done.We hadn’t had sex. That much I knew. But I had asked him to hold me. I’d whispered it. In the dark. With thunder cracking outside and my heartbeat on the edge of a breakdown. I said the words, Stephano, would you… hold me? like I wasn’t going to wake up later with a full-body cringe hangover and his palm casually cupping my tit like it was a stress ball.Jesus Christ.I tried to shift, just a little. Big mistake. His arm flexed tighter around me like his body knew some

Game over

~ StephanoI had to leave the room. Her words. Not mine.“Give me space,” she’d said. “Stephano, I need to change. Can you just go for a walk or something?”Space. Boundaries. Respect.Bullshit.She’d been wrapped in my shirt an hour ago, her bare thighs flashing like an invitation every time she shifted on the bed, eyeing the outline of my cock like it was her goddamn enemy. She didn’t say it, but I saw her stare. Felt her squirm.She wanted it.She could talk all she liked about propriety, about boyfriends and professionalism and how this couldn’t happen again, but she’d ridden me before. Tasted me with those pretty lips and let me spread her open and worship her like the fucking altar she was. And every second since then I’d been on the edge of madness, itching, aching, to bury myself inside her again.To take what already fucking belonged to me.But I left. Like a gentleman. Or whatever the hell she needed me to be in that moment. And now, standing outside the hotel room door, I’d

Come back

CamillaI didn’t even hear him come back in.I had been fixing my earrings, doing one last check in the floor-length mirror, smoothing my dress, the obsidian silk clinging to every damn place it shouldn’t. I’d been trying to steady my breathing. And then I felt it. His stare.It landed like a hand pressed between my shoulder blades. Heat pouring down my spine in response. My heart stalled, then thundered so loud I could feel it in my throat.I didn’t turn around right away. Because I knew. I knew it was him.I could smell his cologne. That dark, arrogant blend of cedar and spice and money.I could feel him. When I did finally turn, just a slow pivot, eyes meeting his through the mirror, I didn’t get to breathe again.Stephano Maddens was looking at me like I was the goddamn sun and he hadn’t seen daylight in months.But no. No, scratch that.It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t poetic.It was ravenous.His eyes slid down my body with zero subtlety. No shame, no decency. Just this long, slow rake

Lights out

~ Stephano I didn’t look at her. Not directly. But I saw her.I saw her the moment I walked into the ballroom. The moment I adjusted my cufflinks, gave that rehearsed, lazy smirk to the sponsors by the entrance, and turned my head just in time for the fucking lights to hit her like a goddamn spotlight.Camilla.Her back was to me at first. And I swear to God, my fists clenched before I even knew why. That dress, the obsidan one with the slit that flirted with her thigh every time she turned too fast, it was cut to make men fall to their fucking knees. Thin straps, bare shoulders, backless, and a diamond pendant that rested in the valley of her breasts like it belonged there.She hadn’t worn that one for Alex.He wasn’t even here.And yet.She was smiling at someone else. Some boring, overly polite man in a bow tie who’d clearly been standing there for too damn long. I clocked his face immediately. Over-eager. Laughing too hard. Probably called her “ma’am” once and she corrected him

Showtime

~ CamillaI woke up to a soft buzzing.At first, I thought it was in my dream or a faint vibration behind the walls of a room that didn't exist. But then it came again, harsher, more persistent. I squinted at the nightstand. My phone had a bright screen glowing like a bomb in the dark.I groaned and reached for it lazily, expecting maybe one or two messages from Alex. But as soon as my fingers touched it, it started again, one notification after the other, flying across the screen like machine gun fire.Twitter.Instagram.WhatsApp.iMessage.I blinked, sat up a little. My heart began to skitter like a stone over water. I had dozens of unread messages. And not just messages. Calls. Missed calls. From people I hadn’t spoken to in months. Names I didn’t even recognize at first glance. My palms began to sweat.Why was everyone suddenly trying to reach me?Then I saw it. The first headline.“BREAKING: Billionaire Stephano Maddens Seen with Mystery Woman – Sources Say She's Not From an Eli

Tempted

~ Camilla’s POV.Alex!My heart dropped the moment I saw Alex's name light up on the screen.I shouldn’t have answered. I wasn’t ready. Not for this conversation. Not while still in the hotel room with Stephano, who was standing a few feet away.“Alex?” My voice cracked a whisper. I moved closer to the edge of the bed, away from Stephano, though there was no real distance to put between the mess I was in.“Are you with him right now?” His voice was sharp and cold.I froze. “Alex, I. I can explain. Please just…”“Oh my God,” he breathed, a bitter laugh breaking through his words. “You’re actually with him right now, aren’t you?”“Nothing’s going on. He’s just here, that’s all. We’re on a business trip. It’s not…” My words were tangled. God, why did I sound so guilty?Alex went quiet for a beat.Then he spoke, lower now, but even more dangerous. “I should have known. The day I kissed you in your office and he walked in like he’d been betrayed? I thought he was just being overprotective.

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