Page 10 of Dirty Little Sins

Fuck.

I waited another thirty seconds and then stabbed at the elevator call button, hoping I'd given all the fucks I had to give. No matter how badly I wanted to retreat to my suite, I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction.

I had a party to prepare for and guests to wow.

Vincent meant nothing to me no matter how good he smelled.

The last thing I would do was spend the next eight hours thinking about him and that stupid kiss.

Chapter Four

VINCENT

I checked my watch for the second time in ten minutes, knowing full well that she wasn't just late. I'd taken a chance inviting her for drinks all while expecting it would not be that easy to gain her attention.

Not that I expected anything less from her. Zia was as stubborn and hard headed as they came. I'd always viewed her as a challenge in one way or another and it was precisely for that reason she intrigued me.

Well, that and her many other attributes. Her unconventional beauty mesmerized me almost as much as her relentless worth ethic. I didn't think it possible anyone could work harder than I did, until I met her.

And the way she looked while doing it... Dark hair that she kept tightly wrapped in a bun at the top of her head when she was too busy to deal with it. Although I knew how unruly and wild it flowed when she finally took it down. It cascaded down her back and kissed the top of her luscious ass. It also felt like thick strands of silk when gripped in my hands.

Even darker eyes that were like windows to her soul when she allowed it, which I doubted was often. Lips more full than most and not because she had them injected with fillers like so many celebrities these days. By nature they were a dusky pink color that beckoned me to kiss them.

Her kisses. Those were like a fucking drug that I couldn't get enough of.

I hadn't intended to kiss her when she ran into me outside the elevator, but I didn't regret it one bit. I'd thought almost nonstop about tasting her again. To the point I'd nearly convinced myself that it wasn't as good as I'd remembered.

Of course I'd been wrong.

She was everything I ever wanted and everything I never could've had.

She was also definitely still pissed and I couldn't blame her for that. I'd been an asshole and given little thought to two men laying down a challenge to be the next in her bed.

I thrive on a challenge and on being an arrogant prick every chance I get, so when I'd caught my first glimpse of her in person I wanted in. I hadn't even cared about anyone else's motives or the why of it all. Right or wrong, nothing could have stopped me.

Although in the case of the pictures that turned up of us, that was a different story and one I was still trying to figure out. And maybe if she gave me half a chance we could not only find our way past what I'd done, we could solve the rest of the situation.

Her douchebag of an ex had been the worst with his bullshit lies.

I should have questioned the rumors swirling around the party about her cheating, deceitful heart. My instincts had told me she wasn't the type. Don't get me wrong. I didn't believe for one second she was an angel. She had a good heart though and I'd watched it get shattered into a thousand pieces when those pictures of us had arrived.

Anger simmered in my veins as I remembered the hurt in her eyes. It didn't matter that I had nothing to do with them or any awareness they were being taken. I'd chosen to play the game and we'd gotten involved in a way that said otherwise and it fell on me to make sure our time together took place in a safe space.

There were certain aspects of my desires that required an inordinate amount of trust on her part and I'd broken that without intention.

I just couldn't figure out how the asshole ex could have taken them and why. They'd felt like a threat, but so far nothing had come of them. I'd also never authorized his entry into my villa. I'd taken steps to protect myself before approaching the Rossi family. No one had access to me and my space like that. No one.

Those pictures though. I'd kept the set delivered by courier that morning. Hard not to once I saw them.

Zia.

Damn.

Tied to my bed...

My dick went hard just thinking about it again.

She belonged with me.

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