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Chapter Twenty

LORENZO

“You!”

No fucking way.

I stood in the bedroom of my damned hotel, staring at the vision before me. Had I hit my head and passed out or some shit? Was I high? I had sworn off drugs for years now, so I highly doubted that.

Unless Alejandro had messed with me again and shoved some coke in my tea or something.

No, he wouldn't do that. The last time he did, I hung him out to dry on my balcony with only a piece of cloth covering his balls.

So why on earth was I seeing my naughty vixen standing right in front of me, dressed in a sexy maid outfit, looking so darned ripe for the taking?

I had better not be hallucinating, or I really was going to lose my fucking head. I hadn't seen her in weeks! Ever since that night at the club in New York, I had ached and pinned for her like a damned bastard. I had ached to see those fierce eyes glare at me the way they did right now, stoking a fire in my belly. I could feel my cock straining against the tow
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