All Chapters of RICAFORTE MEN 1 : One Night Only: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

SHE quickly averted her gaze when Matthew emerged from the fiberglass pool. She had been unable to focus on the Dress for Summer Collection she was sketching for La Fashionista. It was the company’s new project, and she needed to finish it as soon as possible. She wished she hadn’t accepted his invitation to come over to his place that day. He had said it would be better there and that she would be able to think of new designs more easily. He was right. The location of Matthew’s condo was beautiful—high up, overlooking the entire city. They were on the rooftop now, and she could see the towering, elegant buildings spread across the skyline. It was a relaxing view, and it inspired her to come up with fresh summer dress designs. But Matthew himself was far too distracting. He was pulling her attention away, making her lose focus. “Don’t you want to cool off for a bit?” Matthew asked. From the corner of her eye, she saw him approaching her. Water dripped from his hair and body. She

ZENNA could feel Matthew’s intense anger as soon as they stepped out of the bar. Even now that they were inside the car, his fury had not subsided. His expression remained dark, clearly still affected by his fight with Robert. His attention was fixed on driving. She noticed the movement of his jaw and the veins on his arms, a sign of how tightly he was gripping the steering wheel. She held on as the car sped up even more. This wasn’t new to her—he had done the same thing before when he got angry for reasons she didn’t even understand. She didn’t have the courage to speak. She was afraid it might only make things worse. So she tightly shut her eyes and silently prayed that they wouldn’t get into an accident. She almost lurched forward onto the dashboard when the car suddenly stopped. She opened her eyes only when she heard the engine shut off, followed by the door opening and slamming shut. She realized they were already at Matthew’s condo. “Get out!” he ordered loudly as he opened

ZENNA volunteered to wash the dishes after they finished eating. She was humming cheerfully while washing the plates when Matthew suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist. She had not noticed that the man was already standing behind her. “I missed you,” he whispered against her ear before gathering her hair to one side and pressing a kiss against the nape of her neck. A shiver ran through her entire body at the simple touch of his lips against her skin. She could no longer continue washing the dishes when the man’s hands began to wander. “Matt…” she tried to stop him, her voice trembling as his hand moved to the button of her pants. “I want you, sweetheart,” he murmured before kissing her neck and shoulders again. Her skin seemed to burn wherever his lips touched her, even through her clothes. He lowered her pants together with her underwear down to her knees. His hand immediately caressed her exposed backside. She jerked and stiffened when he smacked one of her cheeks. The sla