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I hated it.

It was my own damn fault though, wasn’t it?

No,a small voice in my head growled.He started this by fucking her!

Furious, I pushed away from Enzo, not caring that his dick was still squirting as I turned to face Adrian. “I’m not yours to punish,” I growled, my voice defiant… until his palm settled on my stomach, and I couldn’t stop the shiver. “Stop trying to control me! You think you can control everything but you can’t. You can’t change what I feel.” My voice wobbled, why couldn’t he see how much I loved him?

Adrian’s smile faded into something colder, sharper. “No?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble that made me squirm.

“Please, Adrian,” I couldn’t help but beg, couldn’t help but slide my legs together. It was awkward with his fingers widening me, but I needed the friction that it gave me.

“Did I say you could stop?” he asked me, his voice laced with derision. Sniffing, I went back to Enzo’s dick. “You’re stupid for falling in love with a monster, Lina.”

But you’re mine,my mind whispered.

Enzo hissed as I took his softening cock in my mouth again, and Adrian’s palm settled on my back, nudging on. Enzo cursed, but his fingers slipped through my hair, like he needed something to hold on to.

Spitting out his cock made Enzo moan, but my attention was on Adrian when I spoke. “You might be a monster,” I murmured, trembling with anger, “but that doesn’t change what I feel.”

Scoffing, Adrian unholstered his gun and knocked Enzo over the head. He didn’t even have a chance to stop the hit before his body toppled to the ground, unconscious, and Adrian pushed me up and over his table.

I couldn’t have cared less that we were standing over his unconscious body because when Adrian stepped up behind me, forcing me to stretch as he threw his gun on his chair and pushed three fingers back inside me—he scissored and stretched, then teased me with a fourth again, never going deeper enough to get to his knuckles. My body melted just for him regardless.

“Tell me,” he purred in my ear, the heat of him making my eyes roll back. “Do you still feel that way?” he asked, his breath against my neck as he pushed deeper again. My core tightened nearly painfully as I imagined my pussy stretched out by his fingers.

“Yes,” I moaned, pushing back against him.

“Delusional little girl,” he whispered, his words cutting deep as he dropped kisses on my neck.

Chapter 4

Adrian

My body hummed at the smell in the air, the lingering tang of sweat, sex. A smell that would be stuck in my mind forever as I lost the last vestiges of my control, and I gave in.

Beautiful,my mind whispered as I pulled my fingers out of her taught muscles. I just needed a second, a moment where I could hold onto this feeling a little longer before I had to go back to how things were. I just needed this not to end so quickly.Beautiful, wicked little temptation.

I stood still, my breathing steady despite the storm raging behind my ribs. Lina splayed over my desk before me, her body trembling from exertion or anticipation, I couldn’t fucking tell.

She was beautiful like this—raw, exposed, and mine.Mine. Mine. Mine.The word was a drug, one hit and I broke all my rules just to hear it again.

“Only sluts get off on an older man’s fist,” I said, my voice low and even, the cruel edge cutting through her shaky breaths. I couldn’t tell her how beautiful she’d been, her pretty pussy squeezing desperately around my fingers. She’d take it the wrong way—think I was in love or something. Dante would fucking kill me if I fell in love with his daughter. “But don’t worry, baby girl, I won’t tell anyone.”

Her eyes darted up to meet mine, those defiant pools of brown laced with tears and fury. Tears that I’d denied us both for so long and anger that I was pretty sure still had to do with what she’d seen when she walked into my bedroom the night before. I couldn’t give a shit. I thrived on that fire. Her vulnerability, her anger—it was intoxicating.

My fingers were soaked with her pussy juices and I dragged them into my mouth, sucking the taste of her off my skin.

Her gorgeous body was decorated with cum, and God only knew what else aside from the glitter and makeup she’d put on before coming to my club.Temptress.

Even though I hated the sight of him against her skin, I preferred it to the cum he’d poured down her throat—the cum a manic part of me was begging to replace with my own.

My jaw tensed, and I turned my attention back to my gun. Its metallic surface gleamed under the dim light, and I wanted to pick it up and shoot Enzo. I’d never felt more out of control before. I used my free hand to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants—noting with satisfaction when her body shivered.

My cock was hard,aching, when I pulled it out, and just the squeeze of my fist made pleasure dance along my spine.All for her,I thought, half-drunk on just the idea of what was happening right here in my fucking office.I should’ve known this would happen when I walked in and saw her here.

“This,” I murmured, not bothering to hide the possessive lilt to my voice, “This is all I can give you, Lina.” Just once. I just needed the once, then I could get her out of my head.

Her breath hitched as I spread her legs with my own, pushing her onto her tiptoes until her pretty pussy was gleaming in my sight again. My cock wept at the sight, and my body shuddered as I drew closer to her, as my sensitive head grazed the skin of her inner thigh.

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