Pleasured By My Dad’s Billionaire Best Friend
A smile creased my lips as Talia walked downstairs looking stunning as always, in a short denim gown with her wavy hair flowing down her back.
“Welcome home, Niccolo,” Talia greeted me, as she walked up to us, then shyly averted her gaze to Javier.
“Thanks, Talia,” I replied before gesturing to my younger brother. “Meet Damon, my younger brother. And Damon, meet Talia.”
For a moment, a strange emotion flashed across Talia's eyes but when I blinked, it was gone which made me wonder whether I was now seeing things.
“Hello, Talia. It's nice to finally meet you,” Damon said, outstretching his hand. “You are even more gorgeous than I pictured you'd be.”