Page 7 of Ruthless Mafia Boss 3: Vino and Claire

My cheeks lifted on their own. This man had a way of drawing out parts of me I’d long buried.

“Now sit down and put your legs out in front of you.” As I positioned him, my hand brushed against his skin and I didn’t want to stop. Normally, I tried not to touch the models too much, but with Vino, it felt different.

I caught him reaching for me out of the corner of my eye, but he quickly stopped himself.

Maybe this photo shoot wasn’t such a good idea after all.

But as I snapped picture after picture, I couldn’t deny that he was stunningly beautiful.

“That’s a wrap. You can get dressed now,” I said with a smile.

I wasted no time scrolling through the photos while he got dressed. I couldn’t wait to see which ones turned out the best.

“That one’s really good.” I looked over my shoulder and tilted my head to meet his gaze.

“Sorry, I got lost in your photos. You’re very photogenic.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” I chuckled.

“Show me your favorites.”

He stayed behind me. I enjoyed the warmth of his body and his tall frame towering over mine.

“Remember, these photos are for your eyes only.”

I sighed. “Yes, I know.”

“I’ll let you get back to work,” he said.

I turned away from the tripod. “Okay.”

“I’ll see you on Wednesday.”

“I guess so,” I replied with a huff.

“You’ll have to get used to seeing me, Claire. I want you to understand that. It’s only going to be me. Tell the other guy it’s over.”

“And what if I don’t?”

“I’ll have to remove him from the picture.”

My eyes widened and my heart raced in my chest. “I don’t want you going near him,” I rushed out. “I think this is the last time we should see each other.”

He toyed with the ends of my dark strands. “You don’t mean that. Listen, I’ll leave him alone. I’m not worried about where you and I stand. We feel right together. Deep down you don’t want me to go.”

I wanted to scream and tell him to leave. Because I hated that he was right. What the fuck was happening?

“Vino, I don’t want you.”

He chuckled. “Now I know what beautiful Claire looks like when she lies.”

“Give me your phone.”

“No.”

“Now, Claire,” he ordered.

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