CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

VALENTINO

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“Tino, someone has been knocking on your door for minutes now,” Ravenna said.

“I don’t see how I’m going to go meet said person with you splayed over me like a starfish. Besides, the knocking has stopped.”

“It could be your mom.”

“Or Byron. The baby definitely cannot be the one.”

Ravenna scoffed, slapping my chest and climbing off me. “Don’t try to be a smartass.” She looked at something across the room. “When did you get a painting in your room? That reminds me. Nero wanted me to take a painting from you.”

I raised a brow at her. “Take or steal?”

“Take. Definitely take. I was going to, but then things happened, and you helped me. I couldn’t do it, so I told him no.”

“That was why you wanted to sleep with me so badly that night. So you could have a look at it, and probably get a fake one to replace the original.”

“That was my exact thought. How did you know that?”

“I knew about it from the start. I just want