All Chapters of The Valentino’s Contract (48 hours of sin) : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Thalia’s breath hitched, a low shiver rippling through her as his teeth grazed the sensitive part of her earlobe. The sudden shift from his cold restraint to this raw, dominant intensity was intoxicating.She tilted her head back against the wood of the door, exposing her neck more to him."Then ruin me, Julian," she taunted breathlessly. "Stop talking and just do it now that I’m…” Her words cut short in her throat the moment Julian’s lips pressed against hers.He tilted his head, his mouth meeting hers with a sudden, unexpected gentleness. It wasn’t like it used to be. This was a slower, deeply claiming kiss, his tongue sliding past her lips slowly into her mouth.A soft, frustrated whine caught in Thalia’s throat. She didn’t want this gentleness. Moving her hands upward, she locked them behind his neck to pull him closer, desperately wanting to take charge of the pace. She tried to shift, her hands moving to grip his shoulders tightly as she pushed her hips forward to force a faste

“H-Hi,” Thalia said slowly.Maya said nothing; her eyes just moved to Julian and went back to her tablet, her fingers flying across the keyboard.Both Julian and Damian had a flash of surprise on their faces upon seeing her, though Damian was incredibly quick to mask his own, putting on a sly smile.“Who do we have here?” Damian asked with a light, amused cough, while Julian’s intense gaze remained entirely locked on her.The question pulled Maya’s attention back toward the door for a brief second, her sharp eyes scanning Thalia before she coldly returned her focus to whatever she was doing before.“Julian… you didn’t tell me you were still in contact with her,” Damian needled, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. “You’re a bad…”“Shut it, Damian,” Julian cut him off coldly, turning to cast him a harsh glare.“Jules…”“Enough!”Julian turned his attention back to Thalia. As his eyes met hers, the rigid, stony set of his jaw altered ever so slightly.“Go upstairs, Thalia. I’ll meet you

“Did Damian step in here?” he asked again.Thalia’s heart pounded in her chest as she searched for the right words to say. “No! N—” She stopped, watching Julian arch his brow. “I mean…” She rubbed the side of her neck, deflecting. “I think he did.”“You think?”Left with no choice, and not wanting to be caught lying, “He did step in here.”His eyes dropped to her body for a second. “And he saw you like this?”She let out a dry chuckle, rolling her eyes as if the very question was absurd. “What? Huh? Am I silly? Of course not!”His dark eyes remained fixed on hers. “Are you sure?”“Julian, you should trust me. My body isn’t meant for some cheap eyes.”He finally took his eyes off her, letting the silence stretch between them for a few more minutes. The sharp, lingering note of Damian’s cologne still hung faintly in the air, as if mocking him. Julian’s jaw tightened. He could tell she was omitting something… he could feel the gaps in her story… but pushing her right now would yield noth

They woke up few hours later, with Julian who had slept off cuddling her.“You’re still sleeping?” Julian asked, watching Thalia who was groaning beside him.“My head feels so heavy,”“That’s what you get for being an alcoholic,”Thalia laid there, her eyes closed, while Julian sat up staring at her for a while. He finally got up, and got dressed before going out.An hour later, he returned carrying several shopping boxes. And Thalia was sitted on the bed now.“Here,” he said handing the boxes to her, and a small medicine bag.“What are these?” She asked taking them from him,“You can see for yourself,”She opened the boxed one after the other with her mouth half opened in surprise… he had gotten her some dresses.“What’s the occasion?”"You'll be staying here for a while," he stated flatly.Thalia blinked, looking back at the boxes. "Why?""The media.""Isn't that settled yet? I thought you lied to them.""Yes, but they aren't dumb. They might hang around trying to dig up information