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“The fuck you can. Should any of the staff walking around the estate come this way and check up on my property, I’d kill them if they saw you unclothed.”

“Fine.”

“I’ll be back later. If I’m not back by this afternoon, I’ll call you.” He pulls me in for a kiss, which I don’t deny him because even though I’m annoyed, I need his kisses. With a push of his hand off the kitchen counter, he exits the room and then shortly leaves the house.

He leaves the house, but I’m not satisfied sitting here like a pampered princess, especially when I can’t seem to get a hold of my two favorite people besides Alessio.

I spend the next hour cleaning, but the house is pretty much spotless. So after I’m dressed, I quickly dart out of the house and down the road toward the estate. It doesn’t take long to get to the main gate. Seeing me, the guards easily let me in.

“Hello, Ms. Beaman.”

“Good morning, Nico, Adonis.” I wave them off and head toward the back entrance. I get into the house and I’m greeted by several staff members who are surprised to see me, but they don’t say anything.

“Have they replaced me already?” I question.

“Um…not quite. Excuse us. We have the day off.” I walk upstairs and then head into the living area to check out what needs to be done.

For the most part everything seems to be done, but then I go to the kitchen and hear a strange grunt, and immediately I’m curious since my man is supposed to be here. When I walk in, Dario’s leaning against the island and there’s someone in heels on her knees in front of him. His hand is in her hair and he’s growling. I can’t see her face, but there’s something familiar about her hair color. I’m frozen still to the spot, watching him as he tilts his head back, groaning and praising her. It’s too much when I hear him call her “amore” so I back up, hitting my arm on the kitchen door. Shooting his eyes open, Dario snaps off a command at me. Before I can move, I’m grabbed from behind and dragged out of the room.

I’m too shocked about what I saw to even react until I realize who has me around the waist.

Chapter Fifteen

Alessio

“Get the fuck out of here,” Dario snarls. He turns back to his woman and says, “Don’t stop sucking, amore mia.” They were on the other side of the massive kitchen island, but there was no denying what was going on.

I’m carrying my woman out of the house before she recognizes the woman giving Dario a blow job in his kitchen. Fuck, if June saw his cock, I would have been pissed. It’s not like my dick isn’t huge. Call it jealousy, but I still haven’t gotten over the fact that I thought she wanted him.

“Was Mr. Conti getting head from someone in the kitchen?” June asks in a hushed whisper, eyes wide.

“Yes, and you nearly walked in there,” I snap, feeling irrationally jealous.

“That’s why you didn’t want me over. Were you planning to join in?” She punches me in the chest, reading me completely wrong.

Twisting my head to the side, I stare at the love of my life like she’s fucking insane. “No, are you fucking nuts?”

“No, but you were coming over here to meet with him and obviously here to get your own turn,” she hissed, eyes turning from blue to that green-eyed monster. I’d spank her ass if I didn’t find her possessiveness sexy as fuck.

“To handle some other matters. I had no idea that he was getting any affection from… well, let’s just say I wasn’t expecting that. Anyway, that’s not our business, so next time don’t fucking come running over here after I tell you not to.”

“Well, you told me you were coming here and then you weren’t here. Where were you, huh?” She jabs me in the chest. I’m going to have to take her over my knee after I get her jealousy out of the way.

“I was out getting you this, you little brat.” I dropped on one knee and asked her in the middle of Dario’s driveway. “June Beaman, I love you so much. Will you marry me?”

“Well, yes.” I slide the ring on her finger and then stand up and pull her into my arms. With a hand wrapped around the back of her neck, I tilt her head and bring her lips to mine. She moans in my mouth, and then I carry her over to my waiting vehicle to take her bratty ass back to the house so I can teach her to follow my rules.

“I need to apologize to the boss.”

“The fuck you do right now. He’s busy. I’m going to spank your ass for watching him get off.”

“I didn’t see anything, but I was shocked.”

“I could almost swear you two were brothers.”

“We’re cousins.”

“Oh. Well, that explains it.” I swat her ass and get her in the car. It’s something we don’t talk about because my father was a dog and I’m the bastard child of the family. I wasn’t included in their immediate family until it was too late. By then, they had all been nearly decimated and I no longer cared for any relationship except the one I had built with my long-time friend and cousin, Dario.

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