Page 75 of The Devil's Fire

Once more, I tugged the curtain aside. Damiano’s gaze roved over me, taking in every detail, and my brows arched in surprise that his response wasn’t an instant rejection. Stepping onto the circular stage, I did a small twirl for him to see the entire dress.

“We’ll take this one.” He nodded in approval.

“Finally!” I exclaimed in relief.

“I’ll have it ready and send it to your hotel room as soon as possible.” Chloé breathed in relief and smiled.

“I’m just going to use the restroom.” I told Damiano once I was dressed in my own clothes. I needed to splash some cold water on my face to freshen up.

As I was patting my face dry, the door swung open unexpectedly. I turned around to find Damiano striding in. He drew me into his embrace, his lips crashing onto mine with an intensity that ignited the moment.

“Red is a fucking good color on you.” He grunted, tugging on my lip with his teeth, adding an electrifying depth to the kiss that left me breathless. His hand lifted the hem of my dress, finding his way between my thighs.

“Here?” I moaned against his lips.

“I have no self-control when I’m with you. Turn around, baby.”

Before I knew it, he had me bent over the sink with my dress hiked up above my ass.

Damiano had me sucking on his fingers, using my saliva to lubricate himself as he positioned behind me. His hand fisted in my hair, making me look at him in the mirror.

“Watch how I fuck you from behind.”

And fuck me he did.

twenty-four

Althaia

“You really don’t know the meaning of a break, do you?” I playfully shook my head at him.

“It’s your fault for being sexy.” Damiano shot me a wink.

“Ah, right, blaming it on women when it’s the men who can’t control themselves.” I retorted.

“I didn’t hear you complain earlier. In fact, it sounded like you were very much enjoying it.” A satisfied look crossed his face as his eyes roamed down my body.

“It wasn’t too bad.” I shrugged, pretending as if it didn’t turn me on when I watched him take me from behind. “What’s the plan for today?” I asked, hoping I wouldn’t have to do more shopping after spending hours in a fitting room.

“Whatever your heart desires.”

“Really?”

“I’m all yours.” Damiano smiled, and I felt everything stop for a moment by how beautifully he smiled.

“You better not regret your words.” I chuckled and started walking towards a nearby park. “Who were you talking to earlier on the phone?”

“Antonio.” He answered curtly.

“Is everything okay?”

“You don’t need to concern yourself with these things.” Damiano kept staring right ahead, his hands in his pockets as he glared at people who dared to come too close to us.

The park was full of people enjoying the weather, and some even had picnics and were feeding the ducks. It was weird to be walking next to him as if we were a normal couple when, in fact, he was a big Mafia Boss.

“You always say that, yet you’re going to drag me to an event full of dangerous people. Some info would be great, actually.” I pointed out.

“It’s not the same. The less you know, the better.” Damiano gave me a look, warning me not to ask more questions. I pretended I didn’t see it.

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