Chapter 15. The Main Course

“I won’t share a suite with you,” I protested as we walked into the room we were assigned to.

“Really?” He asked with a bemused look, turning to me as we entered the expansive penthouse.

“Don’t give me that smile and ask them to give me another room. And don’t give me that gibberish that it's not possible. This hotel is owned by your grandfather,” I said, attempting to be stern, but inside, I was wavering under Valentino's intense gaze.

He let out a stifled chuckle and walked toward me with slow, purposeful strides as I moved backward. “Valentino…” I called, as if trying to bring him to reason.

“Yes, princesa,” he replied almost in a moan, and I swallowed hard.

"Run!" My brain screamed as he backed me against the wall. I turned to look at the wall and then back to Valentino. “You shouldn’t—”

Valentino crushed his lips onto mine, pinning me against the wall before I had a chance to speak. As usual, I, and Arya embraced him happily.

I wrapped my hand around his neck as he drew closer, a