Page 7 of The Devil's Fire

“As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.” I gave a small smile and pulled her into another hug.

“Are you done catching up? I’m feeling all lonely here by myself.” Michael wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pouted his lips. “Isn’t this awesome? The trio has finally reunited at last!” He beamed with excitement, and I just shook my head at him in amusement and removed his arm from my shoulders. I did not spend that much time getting ready for him to get my hair into a tangled mess.

“Come, let me introduce you to my soon-to-be husband.” Cara gestured at a group of men puffing cigars and drinking whatever their choice of poison was. But what caught me off guard was that they were already staring at us.

Definitely nothing intimidating about that.

Not at all.

“Have fun with that.” Michael mumbled, eyeing the men with a blank stare.

“Are you not coming with us? Didn’t you just say that you were lonely standing by yourself?” I gave him a teasing look.

“Yeah, but I’m not that lonely. See ya!” He took off before we could say anything else.

“Let’s go.” Cara held my hand and together we made our way toward the group of men who were observing our every move.

For some reason it felt dangerous, and I wondered why.

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Althaia

As we neared the group of men, I tried not to stare at anyone longer than a second in case they would take it the wrong way. They were huge and intimidating and kept watching us as we approached them, but Cara was unfazed.

She led me over to the two men at the center of the group; the two most terrifying-looking men. And one of them was the man Michael told me not to stare at, and holy shit, that man was even finer up close.

I couldn't take my eyes off him.

I was nervous to approach him as his eyes followed me, and his stare made my heart race. He didn’t even try to hide it as he shamelessly checked me out, which gave me mixed feelings. I was not sure I was supposed to like his attention on me.

“Althaia, meet my fiancé, Lorenzo.” Cara introduced. I looked at the man next to him and wanted to drop my jaw. He was about the size of a tank! He was so muscular and tall that I had to tilt my head up a little just to meet his gaze.

Her vagina is going to be so wrecked.

I shared a quick look with Cara, a smug grin on her lips saying, ‘I know’ like she read my thoughts, which made me crack a smile.

Tank Man was quite handsome with his closely shaved head, dark brown eyes, and a strong jawline with light stubble.

“It’s nice to meet you.” I smiled and stuck my hand out for a handshake. He looked down at my hand with a bored expression, letting it hang there before shaking it.

Well, that was lovely.

“And this is his older brother, Damiano.” She gestured to the one I had looked at for too long.

They were about the same height, though Tank Man was more broad-shouldered than Damiano. Tank Man was, well, like a tank, but Damiano was way more intimidating, his golden-brown eyes so cold and deadly when he stared at me.

I almost wanted to gulp.

“Pleasure to meet you.” I smiled nervously at him and went for a handshake. He didn't just stare at my hand as Lorenzo did; thankfully, he shook it immediately.

“Althaia.” Damiano said my name, as if he was seeing how it sounded on his tongue. “Pleasure’s all mine.”

A shiver ran through me at how deep his voice was, and it elicited an inappropriate response in my body. I felt my face flush.

This man was seriously otherworldly.

Damiano glanced at Tank Man, also known as Lorenzo, and it was almost like they were having a silent conversation. Whatever it was, it had Lorenzo grab Cara around the waist, and they walked off.

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