Page 17 of Isle of Beauty

We step out of my building. Pierce walks us to a town car with tinted windows. I didn’t know he had a chauffeur.

It reminds me that I barely did my research on him. He could be a serial killer for all the information I gathered on him. Which is none.

I’m being reckless.

I open the group chat Giulia, Igor and I share while we start driving and make sure my location on my phone is active.

Lana

Hey G, I need you to dig anything you can on Pierce.

Giulia

Babe, if he wanted to use you, he’d have kept you in his place after last night. Not get you pancakes and coffee.

Igor

Can never be too careful, Giulia. Don’t be reckless.

Giulia

I’m not being reckless, asshole. Lana should have fun on her last night in town before misery ensues.

Lana

He owns a Security Company, G.

Giulia

Oh.

Okay, I’m on it.

Igor

*emoji circle* *emoji eggplant*

Lana

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

Igor

Use protection or I’ll get you condoms myself. Size XS…

Lana

You’re a dick.

Ilock my screen and turn my attention back to Pierce.

“Everything alright?”

“Just Giulia and Igor asking me where we’re going.”

“It’s a surprise, mo cara. I promise, you’ll like it.”

He looks at me with hooded eyes, his hand in mine, his thumb on my wrist trailing circles on my pulse point. My heartbeat has been dangerously high since I opened the door earlier and never quieted down.

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