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Something else captivated her too as she watched father and daughter — the look of pure longing and uncertainty each time Maddie glanced in her direction.

The pain of missing her mother.

The emotion hovered untamed, like electricity below the surface of Maddie’s emotions.

“That’s the end of chapter four, Maddie,” Dimitri said, closing the book.

Maddie glanced at her father and again a look of sadness tugged at Violet’s heart. Another child might have protested…begged for another chapter. The inquisitive girl had retreated. “Would you like your dad to read you another chapter?” Violet asked. Wanting to see a spark of excitement.

Violet practically heard Maddie deliberating. The longer she waited without objection from her father the more hopeful she became.

“But if I don’t wake up in time, Daddy can’t take me to school.”

There was that sadness again as if she struggled between being good and not burdening her father. “I promise to wake you.”

Maddie stared at her blanket. Dimitri lifted his daughter’s chin until she looked at him. “Not only will I take you to school, but I’ll also have Jack make us anything you’d like for breakfast.”

Really?” Maddie’s smile was contagious. She leaned against Dimitri’s shoulder as he began another chapter.

A sweet ache entered Violet’s heart while watching father and daughter. She could no longer deny to herself that without her looking Dimitri and Maddie had snuck in and dug a permanent home in her chest. Between Maddie’s warm heart and generosity and Dimitri’s patient albeit sometimes fumbling parenting, Violet didn’t stand a chance. She’d fallen in love with them. She wished that meant everything would work out but she knew that at the end of her three months, she would be walking away in a world of hurt when she left.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Violet

Living under the same roof hadn’t been easy. Far from it. She was tired of fighting herself and him. It was becoming more and more difficult to hide her growing feelings from Dimitri between knowing their situation was temporary and his unsubtle come-ons. Dimitri did everything in his power to remind her of their intimate connection. As if she could forget. Even reminding herself that she worked for him was losing its effectiveness.

Their work arrangement did not phase Dimitri and the only thing that had kept the beasts she’d glimpsed in his eyes at bay was Maddie. Neither of them wanted to add another hurdle for her to maneuver. But Maddie’s presence had not completely deterred Dimitri, and Violet admitted to secretly craving those unexpected moments.

Violet closed her eyes, remembering his hand sliding under the blankets and between her thighs while they watchedAladdin. She couldn’t protest — not without drawing Maddie’s attention from where she lay on the carpet — nor did she want to. So she’d reclined against the sofa, opening to Dimitri and his wicked exploration of her pussy.

At that moment, she’d never felt more alive, more free than when she’d given over control. She’d given over her desires to Dimitri, the man who’d stalked her dreams and fantasies for months. His touch was musical, turning her quivering and tightening core into a symphony of pleasure.

He started with gentle strokes on her clit, escalating the pressure until warmth spread like wildfire to flood her senses.

Of their own accord, her hips bucked, soaring in search of release, and muffled her scream with a cushion.

Embarrassment had ridden hard on the heels of bliss. She squeezed her legs together, hoping to ward off Dimitri’s advances, but he was relentless. She’d given in to desire and he would collect, having waited patiently for her one moment of weakness.

He whispered in her ear, the words hoarse from his unfulfilled release. “I warned you we were far from even, Violet.”

She gulped. “You relinquished your chance to demand anything of me.”

“I don’t think so.” Dimitri chuckled. “You’re wet, sweetheart, and before the night is over, you’ll coat my length in your essence.”

She squirmed as his fingers continued their manipulations beneath her damp panties. The overwhelming sensation drew her closer to another peak. Violet shivered. She couldn’t have another controlled orgasm. Not when she yearned to have him deep inside, making her ache and beg for mercy.

“Dimitri, not here,” she begged. It had been over a year since she’d had a lover, and she was starved for intimacy. Intimacy with this man.

“There is no going back, Violet.”

She bit her lip when he sank a finger into her pussy.God damn it!Her body roared. “Okay.” She shook her head.

He leaned in close, his breath hot on her neck. "From tonight, you'll be sleeping in my bed," he murmured. “You are mine.”

The sensation of his finger sliding in and out of her was so intense that she would have agreed to anything he suggested, even if it meant going to hell and back. “Yes.”

“Yes, what, sweetheart?” His digit plunged deep and held.

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