I told them both to meet me at Luca’s at eight. No drinks. No small talk. When Theo showed up I was already inside, sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but a black bra and the short white tennis skirt from the first night. Luca was leaning against the dresser, waiting. Theo paused in the doorway like he still wasn’t sure he should be there. I didn’t give him time to decide. “Close the door,” I said. “Then take your clothes off. Both of you.” They did. I watched them strip without moving, legs crossed, one heel bouncing. When they were bare I pointed at the floor in front of me. “Kneel.” They dropped. I stood, walked a slow circle around them, and stopped behind Theo first. I ran my fingers through his hair, then gripped it and tilted his head back so he had to look up at me. “You’re going to do exactly what I say tonight. No questions. No checking if I’m okay. You’re going to let me use you until I’m finished. Understand?” He swallowed. “Yes.” I moved to Luca, same grip
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