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“You want me or her?” Emilio asks and I glare.
Isabella shifts against the desk, trying to look over her shoulder, but Emlio keeps her in place. “Don’t look. Just put on a show. Make him wish it was him with his cock deep within you. Fucking you to orgasm over and over.”
He’s not wrong—I do want my cock balls deep inside of her. Seeing her sprawled out on her desk is a sight I won’t be able to get rid of anytime soon.
“Fuck, Izzy. You're squeezing my cock again. I’m gonna fuck you and empty myself so deep within you. You’ll be dripping with my cum for days.”
Isabella screams out his name, and all I want is to hear my name screaming from her lips. Emilio finishes, then leans down, shifting her as he whispers into her ear. Bella’s eyes widen at the sight of me.
“Hello, Bella,” I say, the corner of my mouth lifting into a smirk.
“Oh my god.” She pushes back and Emlio pulls out. She smooths her skirt down. “Where have you been? How are you here, Arrow?” She asks as she slides her thong up her legs.
Emilio doesn’t bother hurrying to cover up as he watches the interaction between us. “Yeah, Arrow, what are you doing here, and more importantly, did you enjoy the show?” Emilio grins and I finally move, kicking off the door and coming face-to-face with him. I shove him backward, and the fucker smiles more.
“If you hurt her like your fucked-up brother did, I won’t hesitate in putting a bullet right between your eyes,” I growl and the smile disappears from his smug face.
Isabella tries to come between us, but I don’t allow it. She’ll only get hurt.
“You know I’m nothing like him, you asshole. I’d put a gun to my own head if I let anything ever happen to her,” Emilio snaps, and I believe every word. Something passes between us before I step back.
“We need to talk,” I say to Isabella and she nods. “Alone.” I look back at Emilio.
“I won't be far,” Emilio says, pressing a kiss against Isabella’s cheek, and she smiles. “I’m still upset that you kept my father’s visit a secret from me.”
I look at Isabella, raising my eyebrow in question, and she shakes her head.
Emilio grips the door handle before glancing back over his shoulder. “He won't be paying you any more visits. I agreed to his deal...wife.”
He closes the door behind him, and I’m left with an equally confused Isabella.Wife?
“Wife? Bella, tell me it isn't true?” I ask, sitting down on the corner of her bed. I’m only gone for a couple of weeks, and so much shit has happened. It doesn't surprise me that Salvatore is still on his mission to marry her to the Santoro family.
She stays silent for several seconds, staring at the closed door. Isabella lets out a sigh. “We’ve got a lot to catch up on.”
I know I have a lot to tell her, but as she moves toward her bed, she sits beside me.
“I missed you,” she whispers, her eyes glassy.
Fuck, I’ve missed her so much. Kicking off my shoes, I lie down and she cuddles up beside me, her head resting on my chest. There’s no place I’d rather be right now than here with her.
Even if Emilio’s cum is leaking out of her and she’s still flushed from her orgasm.
“I’ve missed you too.”
CHAPTER19
ADDIE / ISABELLA
Aloud knock sounds, and I quickly sit up, looking from Arrow to the door. No one can know he’s here. If my father finds him, who knows what’ll happen. I have no idea how they left things, but turning your back on my father isn’t good. He shoots first and asks questions later.
The corner of Arrow’s mouth tips up before he lifts his phone, showing me the Uber Eats app. “I ordered us some dinner while you snored down the place,” he says, untangling himself from me and stepping off the bed.
I reach out, grabbing his arm. “I’ll get it. Angelo might be out there.”
Arrow shakes his head but lets me go. I quickly open the door, grabbing the bag of food from Angelo, whose expression has me shutting it again swiftly. The familiar smell of dumplings and rice hits me and my tummy rumbles.
“From the Chinese King?” I ask, placing the bag on my desk.
