Alle Kapitel von DIRTY DESIRES: DADDIES TASTE BETTER: Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

Lia's POVThat afternoon, after a late lunch where Rob and Celeste had been insufferably touchy with each other, Celeste announced brightly that we should all spend the rest of the day by the pool."It's too beautiful to stay inside," she said, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder. "We should take advantage of the weather. What do you think, Robbie?"Robbie. I almost rolled my eyes."Sounds good to me," Rob said, already standing from the table. "I could use some sun."Victor had politely declined, saying he had business calls to attend to. Part of me was relieved—after what had happened in the gym this morning, I wasn't sure I could handle being around him in a casual setting without my face giving everything away.The other part of me was disappointed. Very disappointed."Lia?" Celeste turned to me with that practiced smile. "You'll join us, won't you?"Like I had a choice. Like saying no wouldn't make me look antisocial and weird."Sure," I said, forcing a pleasant expression.

Lia's POVI forced myself to keep walking, to move past Rob without acknowledging him, to set my towel down on a lounge chair."Wow, Lia," Celeste said, her voice friendly but with an edge underneath. "That's quite a bikini.""Thank you," I said simply, not rising to the bait.I could feel Rob's eyes still on me. Could practically feel the weight of his stare as I adjusted my towel, as I bent over slightly to set down my sunglasses.Part of me wanted to turn around and confront him. To ask him where this attention had been for the past year. To point out the hypocrisy of him staring at me now when he'd spent months making me feel like wanting his attention made me pathetic.But I didn't.Because I genuinely didn't care anymore.Instead, I walked to the edge of the pool, very aware of Dante's eyes tracking my every movement.The water was crystal clear and inviting, glowing that same blue-green it had been the other night when Dante had made me come apart with his mouth.The memory mad

Lia's POVDinner that evening was a special kind of torture.Not because of the food—which was, as always, absolutely incredible. Some kind of Mediterranean fish cooked to perfection, served with roasted vegetables and a wine sauce that probably cost more than my weekly grocery budget. The staff had outdone themselves again.No, the torture came from having to sit through the meal while my body was buzzing with anticipation for what was supposed to happen later.I'd changed out of my bikini and into a simple sundress—light blue with thin straps, fitted at the waist and flowing to mid-thigh. I'd left my hair down, still slightly damp and wavy from the pool. Minimal makeup. Bare feet in sandals.I looked casual and effortless, but underneath I was wound tight as a spring.Because tonight, Dante was coming to my room.The thought had been running through my mind on repeat since he'd made the promise by the pool. Every time I remembered the heat in his eyes, the rough promise in his voice

Lia's POVI kept checking the time. Nine-thirty. Ten. Ten-fifteen.How late was "after everyone's asleep"? When would Dante come?The waiting was driving me crazy.Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to move. Needed to do something other than sit in this room obsessing over every sound in the hallway, wondering if it was him.I slipped on my sandals and left the room, closing the door quietly behind me.The villa was quieter now. Most of the staff had retired for the evening, leaving just the soft golden glow of the wall sconces lighting the hallways. Somewhere distant I could hear classical music playing—probably from Victor's office or study.I walked without any real destination in mind, just letting my feet carry me through the beautiful hallways. Past artwork I'd seen a dozen times already. Past closed doors hiding rooms I'd never been in. Past windows that looked out onto the dark gardens and the glowing pool below.I turned a corner into a hallway I didn't usually wal

Lia's POVI wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Just my cotton shorts.Dante's breath caught audibly. His eyes traveled down my body—slowly, deliberately, taking in every inch of bare skin I'd just revealed. When his gaze reached my breasts, his hands on my hips tightened almost painfully."Fuck," he breathed. "Lia—"My hands trembled as I reached for the waistband of my shorts. This was it. The moment I stopped hesitating and took what I wanted.I hooked my fingers into the elastic and pushed the fabric down over my hips slowly, deliberately, never breaking eye contact with Dante. The shorts slid down my thighs, pooling at my feet. I stepped out of them carefully, one foot at a time.My underwear—simple white cotton, nothing fancy—went with them.And then I was completely naked.Standing there between Dante's spread legs, bare and exposed and trembling slightly, I felt more vulnerable than I'd ever felt in my entire life.And more powerful.Because Dante was looking at me like