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My fingers lower until they find their destination. I brush them lightly through her center and am met with her hot, sticky wetness and I almost let a moan of my own slip out.

“Tell me something, Gia. Has he ever made you come before? I bet you thatstronzonever made you this wet. I’m barely touching you, and you’re dripping all over my fingers.”

I slip a thick finger inside her tight, wet pussy, andfuckif it doesn’t feel like heaven. I start to work her slowly and feel more arousal rush to her core.

“Give me what I want,dolcezza, and I promise to make it worth your while. I’ll have you unraveling and seeing stars in no time. Just say the word.”

Her breathing becomes shallow, and I know she's turned on and ready to explode but she hasn't given me what I want, so I stop. When I do, her eyes fly open and her brows furrow in confusion as she opens her mouth to whisper a curse.

“I’ve told you what I want,” I cut her off. “Now be a good girl and give it to me, and I’ll grant you what you so desperately need,” I grit out through clenched teeth, my hand still down by the holy grail that is her warm pussy.

I lightly flick a finger over her clit, and once again she whimpers.

“Come on,gattina.”

“I already told you, I don't know him,” she pushes out on a ragged breath.

“Well, if you can’t give me what I want, I guess I can't help you.”

I drag my hand through the folds of her bare pussy one last time, and as I take my hand out of her pants, I bring my fingers up to my mouth, eyes firmly locked on hers. Sucking her arousal off my fingers, I make sure to get every last drop.

Fuckingheaven.

“Such a shame. It would have been the best torture session I’ve had in a while.” I spin on my heel toward the door and open it only to come face to face with Marco.

“What the fuck kept you?” I say as I storm past him and straight into my own bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Fuck!

Not only did she refuse to give me an ounce of information, but she’s now also left me with a raging fucking hard-on that I know won’t be satisfied until I’ve had another taste ofher.

CHAPTER10

GIA

About an hour after our earlier...heatedencounter...hereturned, brandishing a cellphone. My delight at the possibility of calling for help, however, quickly turned to despair upon seeing the look on his smug face.

Bastard.

Thrusting his hand forward, he jerked his chin at the phone.

“Your parents. Call them. Tell them you’re going on vacation or a retreat or some shit. Let them know they won’t be able to contact you until you get back.” He had leveled me with his gaze, ensuring I knew precisely what his intentions were. “No funny business, or they’ll be the ones to pay the price.”

When I didn’t respond right away, he stared intently at me.

“Or I could always pay Mommy and Daddy a little visit?”

Without a second thought, I called my parents. Told them I was going on a self-discovery retreat because everything over the past five months has just become too much. Of course, being the amazing parents they are, they told me to take my time and check in when I could. I felt terrible lying to them, but I’m doing this for their safety, I reminded myself.

No sooner after I hung up, Fabrizio grabbed the cellphone out of my hand and stormed out of the room, locking the door behind him and taking away my last sliver of hope.

That was three days ago. I haven’t seen him since.

I’m honestly not even sure if he lives here or if this is the place where he keeps all of his kidnapping victims. A shiver runs through my body as I mull that thought over.

How did this happen to me?

One word:Gallo.

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