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DOMENICOShe was still trembling when I carried her into the penthouse suite.The door clicked shut behind us and the moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, both the moonlight and the lights from the chandelier above painting her skin in pure silver glow. I laid her on the massive bed like she was breakable, even though I knew she wasn’t. Not after the way she’d moaned in the elevator with my mouth on her cunt and a stranger watching.I stripped her slowly. Dress first—peeling the burgundy silk down her body like unwrapping a Christmas gift I’d waited months for. Then the soaked lace thong. Her heels stayed on; I liked the way they dug into my back when she got desperate.She was naked except for the gold anklet I’d fastened around her ankle earlier. Her pussy was glistening, puffy, still twitching from the silver balls I’d pulled out with my tongue. I could see the faint red marks where the cord had rubbed her clit raw.I crawled over her, kissed her deep, letting

REINAThe bedroom still smelled like us, sweat, sex, lavender from the bath oil he’d poured earlier. My body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together wrong in the best way: heavy limbs, tender skin, a deep, pulsing soreness between my legs that throbbed every time I shifted. I couldn’t feel my pussy properly anymore, just a warm, swollen ache that reminded me of every thrust, every time he’d filled me until I sobbed.Domenico noticed the way I winced when he finally pulled out.He didn’t say anything. He just scooped me up, arms under my thighs, chest to my back, and carried me into the bathroom like I was something fragile he refused to drop.The tub was already running, steam curling up from the water, jets humming softly. He’d started it sometime between round three and round whatever number we’d lost count at. The air smelled clean, herbal, like eucalyptus and something faintly sweet. He stepped down into the water without hesitation, lowering us both until the heat

DOMENICO “The first one was named Rose.”She went still. The name sat between us like a ghost.“She needed protection,” I continued. “A name. A connection that scared people away. I was that name, at least to her at the time. She knew what she was getting into.”“And you?”“I needed an heir.”Her lips trembled. “Say that again and see if I don’t throw this bottle at your head.”“I needed an heir,” I repeated quietly.She inhaled sharply through her nose.“She got pregnant on purpose,” I said. “I knew it. I let it happen. Thought it would be simple.”“Simple,” Reina echoed. “Did you ever once think about the woman? Or was she just a womb with a pulse?”“I thought about survival.”“And did she survive you?”The accusation in that question was brutal.“She wanted more,” I continued. “Marriage. Love. Permanence. I told her from the beginning I would not give that. I was not capable of it.”Reina leaned forward, eyes blazing. “Then why me? You said you want to marry me. What changed?”Bec

REINAThe door slammed shut behind me with a violence I didn’t know I had in me. The sound echoed through the empty hallway like a gunshot, sharp and final, and I pressed my back to the wood as if I could physically hold the night outside. My chest heaved. My palms were slick with sweat. My nails had dug half moons into the meat of my hands so deep I could feel the sting now, belated and distant, like pain happening to someone else.I held my breath.Listened.The low growl of his engine started, idled for a heartbeat, then faded down the street. Gone. Just like that. The silence that followed was worse than the sound of him leaving. It pressed in from every side, thick and suffocating, settling into the corners of the apartment like smoke.I slid down the door until my ass hit the floor. Knees to my chest. Robe gaping open at the front. I didn’t bother closing it. What was the point? He had already seen everything. Touched everything. Ruined everything.My lip was bleeding. I had bit