Page 36 of Divine Obsession

She scoffed, glancing at the ground before looking everywhere but me. “You’re not even supposed to be here.”

“No?” I stepped closer, surprised to see her not move away.

The earlier fire returned.

She never pulled away from me when we were alone.

“No.”

“How so?” Testing her, I took another step until we stood as close as it would be comfortable for a couple. My suit jacket grazing her dress. My breath fanning her face. Energybuzzingbetween us.

She didn’t cower before me.

On the contrary, she stepped closer, until her tits under that tight, pink dress brushed against my shirt-covered abs. Raisingher chin, she spoke with a venom I didn’t know she was capable of. “I didn’t invite you.”

I chuckled darkly. “Not personally, no. But the invitation you sent was addressed to the Su Family.Notjust my sister.”

“Did you come here just to ruin my day?”

So, Gìovanni was making her birthday by buying her some shitty, cheap roses, butIwas the one ruining it? Okay.

My hand shot out, grabbing her waist in a steel grip and pulling her into me. She lost her balance, her hands shooting out and holding onto my stone-hard abdomen for support. I leaned low, until my lips brushed the shell of her ear.

“I came to deliver a message.”

A violent shiver rocked through her and my blood warmed knowing I was the reason.

“You want to play Mafia? Fine.”

Bringing my other hand up, I brushed my knuckles over the exposed skin of her cleavage. Small, soft pants left her pouty lips, accentuating her collarbone. When I felt her long, sharp, glittery-pink nails dig into my six-pack, I moved my hand lower.

“You should know, however…”

My index finger dipped inside her dress, right in the tight gap between her tits, and my hard-on pressed painfully against my zipper.

“That the Sus and Morettis have a long-lasting rivalry.”

Pulling on the material, I ran my finger along the margin of the dress until my knuckle moved over one of her small, hard nipples.

She gasped.

I pulled my hand out, fisting her hair instead.

“That putsyouin my way.”

My jaw ticked the same way my hand flexed in those caramel strands.

Fuck.She even blushed pink.

“Watch your back.”

She panted up at me with those pink, pillowy lips and fuck if I didn’t want to taste her.

To see if she was as sweet as she smelled. As soft as she looked.

To scratch that itch that wouldn’tshut the fuck upsince the moment I met her.

“Natalia!”

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