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Andrea's POVI was sneaking out of Luca's mansion in the middle of the night to spend the night with Dante. If Luca found out, he would lose his mind. Dante could lose his job, his position, maybe even his life depending on how angry Luca got.This was reckless and dangerous and potentially catastrophic.And I was doing it anyway.Throughout the ride to his place, my heart was beating wildly, adrenaline flooding my system. Every car that passed us made me tense, irrationally worried it might somehow be Luca even though I knew he was home with Dee. Every red light felt too long, too exposed, like someone might recognize us.The fear of being caught made my adrenaline rush, made everything feel sharper and more intense.Dante must have sensed my anxiety because his hand found my thigh, squeezing gently. "Relax, Bambi. We're fine. Luca thinks I left twenty minutes ago, and he thinks you're in your room. No one's going to know.""What if someone saw us leave? What if security mentions it

Andrea’s POVHe reached around with his free hand and rubbed my clit again, the dual sensation making my arms shake. I dropped to my elbows, face pressed into the pillow as he railed me.When my third orgasm started building, I could barely warn him. It hit me like lightning, my walls clamping down on him so hard he cursed viciously.Dante pulled out again, flipping me onto my back once more. This time he hooked my legs over his shoulders, folding me nearly in half as he sank back inside me in one brutal thrust."Oh my God—" I cried out, the new position letting him go impossibly deeper.He fucked me like that—deep, grinding strokes that pressed right against my cervix with every thrust. His eyes never left my face, drinking in every expression of pleasure he wrung from me."Look at me while you come," he ordered, voice dark and commanding. "I want to watch you fall apart one more time."I was so sensitive, so full of him, that it didn’t take long. My fourth orgasm ripped through me w

Andrea’s POVI could only smile weakly against his warm skin, utterly spent, heart still racing wildly even as my body hummed with delicious aftershocks. Every tiny shift sent little ripples of oversensitivity through me, reminding me exactly how thoroughly he’d ruined me. "You’re not so bad yourself," I whispered, my voice hoarse from all the moaning and screaming. "Waking up to you inside me… I think I could get used to that."Dante chuckled low, the sound vibrating through his chest into mine. He tightened his hold, one hand sliding down to cup my ass possessively while the other stroked my hair. We stayed like that for a long while—tangled, breathing each other in, the morning light growing brighter around us. His cock had softened inside me, but he made no move to pull out, as if he wanted to stay connected as long as possible. I traced idle circles on his chest with my fingertip, feeling the faint scars I’d never asked about, marveling at how safe I felt in the arms of a man who

Andrea's POVOne more kiss, this one lingering and sweet, and then he was helping me into the car and closing the door.I watched him through the tinted window as the car pulled away, watched him stand there on the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, watching me go.The drive back to the mansion took less than fifteen minutes. The driver was professional and silent, asking no questions, making no conversation. Just as Dante had promised.When we pulled up to the mansion's gates, I had him drop me off a little ways down the street. Better to walk the rest of the way and sneak in rather than have the security team log a car service dropping me off.I waited until the car was out of sight, then grabbed my bag and headed toward the side entrance I'd left through last night. My heart was pounding with nervous energy, half-expecting to run into Luca or someone who'd ask where I'd been.But luck was on my side. The gardens were empty, the side door was unlocked, and I made it inside with

Andrea's POV“But first,” he said, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes, his dark gaze intense yet surprisingly tender, “I’m going to feed you. Because I know you probably skipped lunch while you were lost in that novel of yours, and I need you to have your energy for everything I have planned.”He was right—I had skipped lunch, too caught up in writing and the nervous thrill of sneaking out of the mansion. The thoughtfulness of him noticing, of putting my well-being before his obvious hunger, made my heart swell until it felt too big for my ribs. This was Luca’s ruthless second-in-command, the man who enforced deadly orders without flinching, yet here he was, wanting to take care of me first.“Okay,” I agreed softly, smiling up at him. “Feed me. And then… you can do whatever you want with me.”His smile was pure predatory satisfaction—slow, devastating, and full of dark promise. “Oh, I plan to, baby. I definitely plan to.”He took my hand and led me further into the penthous