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“Amelia, are you okay?” Ethan asked, stepping into the room. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and his sharp, concerned eyes locked onto Millie. He shrugged off his jacket and loosened his collar, giving him a slightly disheveled look.Millie sat on the edge of the bed, her shoulders slouched. She rubbed the back of her neck with one hand, her face flushed. “Yeah,” she mumbled, her voice soft. “I’m just feeling warm. Must be that pill Nina gave me. I think I’m having some kind of reaction.”Ethan’s expression hardened as he moved closer. “What pill?”“She said it was some herbal cocktail to help me relax,” Millie replied, fidgeting with her hands.Ethan’s brow furrowed. “And are you feeling relaxed right now?”Millie gave a faint smile and shook her head. “I don’t know. I feel… weird. Like I’m...” Her voice trailed off as her gaze shifted to Ethan. Her cheeks flushed deeper, and she bit her lower lip, her breathing quickening slightly.Ethan let out a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of

Ethan got up from the bed and walked to the bar, grabbing a bottle and pouring himself a drink. His eyes flicked to Millie’s glistening center between her parted legs. When she started to close them, he grunted.“Did I tell you to close your legs, Amelia?”“You’re the one getting a drink,” Millie said, rising from the bed and walking toward him.A slow, hungry smile curved his lips. He took a sip, then lifted her chin, fingers tracing along her jaw. His mouth hovered close, and her eyes fluttered shut. The need for him hit hard.She hadn’t known this feeling before—this urge to give in. Not just desire, but a deep, primal pull. Maybe that’s why, no matter how much she tried to resist, she kept getting drawn to the Morettis.Ethan finished his drink and set the glass down. Then he pulled her in and kissed her hard. His mouth crushed hers, tongue deep, hands gripping her face like he needed her.She’d done things with him that no other man had ever asked of her. But he’d never kissed he

“Wow! I’ve always known Alessandro had a way with women,” Giancarlo said, his voice loud and dripping with mock admiration. “But even the woman you claim to love, Giovanni? That’s impressive.” His eyes darted toward Aidan, who was slumped against the wall in the corner.Aidan’s eyes were glued to the large monitor in front of him, where Millie lay on a bed, looking far too comfortable. Ethan was in the background, pouring himself another drink. A vein pulsed in Aidan’s temple as he muttered, his voice low and dangerous, “I’m going to fucking kill you.”Giancarlo leaned back in his chair, an amused smirk curling his lips. “Why me? I’m not the one between your woman’s legs—your brother is.” He gestured lazily toward the screen, clearly enjoying Aidan’s rage and pain. “Face it, Giovanni. That woman,” he jabbed a finger at Millie’s image, “doesn’t love you. If she did, she wouldn’t be doing what we just saw. You’re nothing to her.”“Shut your fucking mouth,” Aidan snapped, his fists clenc

Millie lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The sheets were tangled around her legs, her breathing still uneven. She couldn’t believe it—she had now been with another Moretti—First Aidan, now Ethan. The thought made her stomach twist.Would Evan be next?She felt groggy and still lightheaded. She rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the haze. Her thoughts were circling. There had been moments with Evan, fleeting opportunities where something could have happened. But he had always pulled back, always kept his distance. Why?Smiling to herself, she thought she must really be tripping now.A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she turned to glance at Ethan. He was sprawled beside her, his dark hair messy, his sharp features calm. She found it ironic—lying here with Ethan after their first time, and yet her mind wandered to why Evan hadn’t crossed that line with her.Millie wondered, Have I always been this person?“I have a question.”Ethan sighed. “What is it?”“You didn’t get angry whe

What the f—Millie felt stunned, her mind struggling to catch up, even as her body responded with a rush of heat and energy. What started as playful touches and flirting had quickly turned into something more intense—clothes hitting the floor, bodies moving with urgency.Ethan cupped her breasts, his touch making her jolt. “You feel incredible,” he murmured against her skin.She gasped, her thoughts spinning. Part of her felt distant, like she was watching it all happen from the outside. The drink—and whatever Nina had given her—had clearly dulled her usual brakes. But in the moment, she didn’t care.Ethan grabbed her hand and tugged her away from the crowd. “Come here,” he said, guiding her to a shadowed corner. He pushed her gently against the wall and kissed her hard, rough, and hungry.Millie whimpered, clutching his robe. When he finally pulled back, she was breathless, her head resting against the wall, skin flushed.His hand moved down, slipping to her chest again. He cupped he