Page 74 of The Devil's Deal

“Are you fucking kidding me, asshole?”

“Chiara.” I drag in a long breath. “I’m close to losing my damn patience.”

“So scary,” she taunts, her voice twisting with a laugh.

“Put it on.Now.” I can’t even enjoy the sight of her while knowing all these men are doing it too.

“Get the men out of here,” I tell Miles. “And make sure you all scrub the image of her tits from your minds.”

“Yes, sir.” He gestures with a hand, and they all follow him out.

“You have on the count of three to put that fucking bra on, Chiara. I will not tell you again.”

“You’re insane,” she hisses, her ass still planted on the lounger.

“Three,” I count, my palm twitching with the shit it wants to do to her.

“I’m not a child.” Her features crawl with disgust. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

“Two.” I ignore her.

She spears me with a furious look, folding her arms under her breasts while I tame the wild need even as my cock grows.

“One.”

“Oh, plea—hey!” she yells as I scoop her up, throwing her over my shoulder, holding her around the small of her back, her bare ass in the air.

She showed them that too? She’s going to pay.

I may not be able to have her, but no one else will either.

“Put me down, you animal!”

“I warned you,” I growl, as I open the door, heading inside. “You’re not good at listening, are you?”

The guards are all gone from here too. Miles knows me well.

“I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you don’t own me. I can walk around here butt-ass naked if I want to.”

I tighten my hold around her, my other hand landing sharply over her bare ass cheek, my palm itching to turn her skin a bright shade of pink.

She lets out a small moan, so I let the rough pads of my fingers sink deeper, getting a wince out of her. I like knowing I have control over her body even when she isn’t mine—not in the way I want her to be. But we’re too far gone for that.

We’re nothing but enemies who were once so close it’d have taken an army to tear us apart. Sometimes I want to go back to a time when she was the only person besides my family who mattered.

“Why do you care who sees me naked, huh?” Her voice comes out all hoarse.

My cock likes the sound, wanting to fill that mouth of hers.

“My body doesn’t belong to you.” The words fall over my chest, her warm breath caressing me.

“Like hell it doesn’t.” I smack her ass harder, and she yelps, practically jumping off my shoulder. “You belong to me. Everything in this house does.”

“I belong tono one!” she roars with fervor in her tone.

I let out a mirthless laugh as I climb up the stairs to my room. “Is that why you’re working for the man you claim to hate?”

“Fuck you!” she fires back with more ammunition than should be allowed for a woman in her compromising position.

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