Page 29 of Filthy Desire

Gone from his penthouse. Gone from his life.

What started out as a pleasurable game was starting to fuck with his head. And Gio couldn’t let that happen. There was too much at stake.

He swallowed his water in three gulps and wiped his mouth.

Glancing over, he noticed Kara had done the same, emptying her glass.

“Vincent will drive you home,” Gio finally replied, breaking the awkward silence. “Send me a new girl next week. You can consider my threat rescinded.”

Gio pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Vincent. He didn’t want to look at Kara.

Not her body and especially not her face.

“Can I borrow a shirt and a pair of pants since you tore my dress in half?” Kara asked.

Gio nodded and left the kitchen. He didn’t want to see her in his clothes, or think about her wearing them, that was far too intimate. But he had no other choice. Grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of sweats from his closet, he wandered back down the hallway to find her standing by the front door. Hands on hips, she had the power pose down pat. And with her naked body on full display? Fuck, his cock was raring to go again.

He continued walking and threw the clothes at her.

She caught them and pulled them on without batting an eyelash. With her gold heels, the baggy grey sweats and the t-shirt should look ridiculous. But her confidence made her look sexy as fuck.

Gio had to fight the urge to touch her again. He liked what he saw way too much. Before he could make another stupid decision, there was a knock at the door.

“Make sure the one next week is a blonde. And I want her to stay the night instead of the usual three hours.”

Kara’s eyes met his, her green eyes glittering.

Was she amused or annoyed at his request? He was usually so good at reading people. It grated him that he couldn’t quite figure out the woman that was Kara Delaine.

“You got it.”

She nodded and turned to the door, effectively dismissing him.

Gio leaned in close and opened the door. Then he smelled his scent all over her and fuck, he was tempted to change his mind and slam the door shut. To ask her to stay.

Pazzo. Yeah, he was crazy all right.

Gio looked up at Vincent standing at the entryway.

“Text me the woman’s details,” Gio murmured.

“Of course. I’ll send you someone you’ll never forget,” Kara declared as she walked away.

She already had…

A chill ran up Gio’s spine and he felt uneasy. Why did he care anyway? She was the one who should feel uneasy. Fuck, this woman was taking up way too much of his headspace.

Now that he’d had her, it was time to move on. The sex was phenomenal, but she was an expert. It had nothing to do withher.He’d welcome the next escort and get back to business as usual.

“I look forward to it,” Gio replied but Kara didn’t respond and didn’t turn around.

Instead, she faced the elevator doors with her head held high. She stepped inside with Vincent by her side and turned at the last minute. But she didn’t make eye contact with Gio.

He watched her until the elevator doors closed.

She was an unusual woman, but far too intriguing for her own good. She could have any man she wanted falling at her feet to worship her.

Not Gio. Not for any woman.

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