Page 166 of The Devil's Fire

After measuring her, I picked out a few different styles for her to try that I thought would look great on her. And for Cara too, since she also wanted to fill up her closet. I loved that we didn’t only specialize in custom-designed dresses, but we also offered a wide selection of high-end dresses for sale.

Damiano and Lorenzo got comfortable on the couch and watched me go back and forth between the two changing rooms. Lorenzo either nodded or shook his head at whatever dress Cara had tried on, while Arianna tried to get an opinion out of Damiano.

“Uh, this one is sexy!” Cara pulled the curtain to the side and stepped out.

She wore a tight burgundy dress that hugged her curves. It was very short, and the cups were too small for her breasts, making them look insanely huge. Before I could give my opinion, Lorenzo walked so fast over to Cara, blocking her from the rest of us.

“Change. Now.” Lorenzo almost growled out. He gently nudged Cara's back inside the changing room and closed the curtain.

“You don’t like it?” Cara laughed, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“You can’t wear it.” Lorenzo said firmly. He was still standing in front of the curtain, making sure she was changing.

“I wasn’t planning on wearing it in public, you know.” She popped her head out for a second and winked before handing him the dress.

“Ew, gross! Other people are present, Cara.” I gave her a disgusted look before making my way to Damiano. In an instant, he took hold of me and seated me on his lap.

“Why are you acting all innocent? As if you haven’t been fucking like crazy after being away from each other for so long.”

“Cara!” I shouted after her.

“How about you don’t talk about sex and my brothers in the same freaking sentence? You’re making my ears bleed!” Arianna yelled out to Cara, which only made her laugh as she continued to talk about it.

“You’re overworking yourself again.” Damiano frowned while rubbing my back.

“I’m fine.” I gave a reassuring smile.

“You fell asleep. If you’re tired, close and get some rest.”

“I was bored and had nothing better to do, so I took a nap. Trust me, I’m okay.” I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Damiano still didn’t look convinced, but let it go.

“I think this is the one!” Arianna pulled the curtain open.

She came out in a breathtaking one-sleeved, shimmering lucite green dress. The bodice hugged her waist, highlighting her figure, while the skirt cascaded gracefully with a generous slit on the left side. The dress looked absolutely stunning against her sun-kissed skin and golden-brown hair.

“Wow!” I said, stunned at how beautiful she looked.

“I know, right?” Arianna stepped onto the small stage to get a good look at herself in front of the large mirrors and even spun around so we could see all of it.

“This is definitely the one! Right, Damiano?” I asked, and he took a quick glance at the dress.

“Sure.” Damiano shrugged.

“Would it kill you to give a compliment?” Arianna scowled and placed her hands on her hips.

“Yes.” He smirked. Her gaze suddenly shifted to my stomach, watching as Damiano tenderly rubbed it.

I quickly grabbed his hand to stop him and rose to my feet. I had gotten so used to him doing it that it made me forget it looked odd when they didn’t know the reason.

“Let me see!” Cara came out of the dressing room, gaping. “Yes, that’s definitely the one!”

“So, which one of my brothers is treating me today?” Arianna asked, looking back and forth between Damiano and Lorenzo with a bright, sweet smile on her lips while I packed their dresses.

“Didn’t I tell you not to depend on a man to buy you anything?” Damiano said.

“And I’m not. This is my brothers spoiling me.” She held her hand out, wiggling her fingers and waiting for one of them to give her their credit card.

“More like demanding.” I pointed out. She shushed me as she continued to smile sweetly.

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