Lia's POVHis eyes went from dark to absolutely black, his pupils dilating until they swallowed almost all the brown. His hand on my waist tightened, fingers digging into my skin hard enough that I'd probably have marks."What did you just say?" he asked, his voice rough and dangerous in a way that made every nerve ending in my body light up."Yes, sir," I repeated, softer this time, looking up at him through my lashes.Dante made a low sound in his throat—something between a groan and a growl."Fuck," he breathed. "You can't say things like that to me, baby. Not unless you want me to lock this door and make you scream my name until everyone in this villa knows exactly who you belong to."The image his words painted made me dizzy."I need to let you get dressed," Dante said, but he didn't move. If anything, he pulled me closer, his hips pressing against mine so I could feel exactly how affected he was. "Or I won't be able to keep my hands off you.""Maybe I don't want you to keep your
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