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Alessio“We did it,” Jayce states.“We did.” I smile, bumping my fist with his.“Shouldn’t we be having champagne?” Gytha asks, raising one perfectly arched brow. “Or something along those lines?”“We will.” I meet her serpentine eyes, which are fixed on me with wild seduction. This is one of those times when we’d usually end up in bed, or anywhere we could get lost in each other, to destress. “For now, how about you each get those bonuses I promised?”“Fuck, yeah,” Zane replies, pumping his fist once in the air then snapping his fingers. “And that’s why I fucking love working for you.”I’d like working for me, too, if I added a bonus of ten G onto an already high five-figure monthly salary.Given my poor upbringing, sometimes it feels unbelievable that I’m able to do this. Me at twenty-eight years old being in charge of what I’ve already been doing without the Scarfoni fortune.“Don’t go wild just yet. The job is still ongoing.” That’s why I’ve summoned them here for a brief check-in
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AlessioThe beeping sounds of machines fill my ears as I walk into my father’s hospital room.Not that I wanted to come before, but I might not have gotten past his guards at the door. Now that they’re mine, I have free rein of where I go and when I do it.Dim lights create a heavenly glow in the room. I make my way to the bed in the center of the room, where my father lies motionless.I stop at the edge of the bed and stare at him, finding myself fixated on his face. This is our first meeting. Him being kept alive by machines, unable to see me, and me full of vengeance.Earlier, I noted how similar my brothers and I look. But seeing my father now throws me off balance.I look just like him. Like a clone. Like his younger self. I’ve seen pictures of him, so I should have been prepared. But I’m not.Mom told me who my real father was only days before she died. Prior to that, I didn’t know. I even had her surname. I suspected Leif was my father because he was always in my life. I’d neve
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CamilleI rest my head against the wall and gaze at the clock on the desk across from me. The next few seconds tick by, heralding the start of another hour—eleven o'clock.It's been night for a while now, and I've been sitting on the floor with my back against the wall in the spot Alessio found me when we had our little encounter.I returned to it when I saw him with that woman. I didn't see her face properly, but I could tell she was involved with him in some way.As I haven't seen him since, I'm guessing he's with her.I hurried upstairs when he noticed me, so I don't know what happened after. I regret that I was foolish enough to go downstairs in the first place.It wasn't to eat. I needed some ice-cold water after the bomb he dropped on me. Passing the bathroom with a perfectly working tap of running water, I simply wasn't thinking when I went down the stairs.I'd dragged on the stupid clothes he left for me, which I'm still wearing, and I really hope they don't belong to the woma
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CamilleMy cheeks burn with embarrassment. and he grins, seeing my debacle.I look away from him and focus instead on the swirling patterns of the plaster cornices."Baby girl, if it pleases you to look, then look." His voice is deeper.Showing him I don't care, I return my gaze to him and give him my best poker face. "I take no pleasure in looking at you."He responds by undoing his belt buckle then shoving his pants and boxers down his legs, freeing his enormous cock.At the sight of his length and thickness, my mind checks out and not even I can lie to myself, or pretend he has no effect on me.He steps out of his clothes and pushes them, along with his shoes, to the side, his cock bobbing and growing with every move he makes.My mouth falls open, my eyes widen, and there's a thickness in my throat I can't work past. What worries me, though, is the pool of saliva gathering in my mouth as I stare at him.I feel like I should say something, but I wouldn't know what. And I wouldn't wa
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CamilleBright light shines down on me.It's too bright, too powerful, too harsh.I force my eyes open and find myself staring at Ehlga pulling open the curtains on the other side of the room.It's morning. Sunday morning.I survived the night. I'm not sure when I actually fell asleep, but thank God I did and there were no nightmares. Maybe because I'm living in one.Alessio isn't in here, and I can't hear him in the shower. It's just Ehlga.Looking at the older woman, I straighten at the same time she faces me with that disgruntled expression on her face.I don't think Ehlga likes me. She hasn't said anything to make me think it; I just assumed from the haughty glare she keeps giving me. I can't stand people who judge you when they know nothing about you."You need to get up. Breakfast is almost over." She speaks in a thick Russian accent. I get the feeling that she and Jayce only speak English when they need to."What time is it?""Nearly midday."I straighten even more. "I didn't r
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Camille"Sit here." He points to the chair next to him.Pulling in a deep breath, I make my way over and lower myself into the cushioned seat.Ehlga leaves us, but the door is still open, and I can hear people milling about.I keep my breathing measured so I can think about all the things I need to ask. This is an opportunity for me to talk, too. And surely, there's no way he can think it's acceptable for me to blindly follow along with this charade without more information than he's given me."Sleep well?" He sets his elbows on the table.My eyes flick down to the tattoo of the rune on his wrist. "As good as can be."He sits back and stares at me. "Eat. You'll need your strength."That makes me want to eat even less than I did before. "What will I need my strength for? You do realize you haven't actually told me what you plan to do to me, except for this ridiculous notion of marrying me.""Why is it so ridiculous? Your marriage to my brother was arranged.""Yes, but I've known him al
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CamilleThis conversation is getting me nowhere and it's pointless. It's also probably best to stop pushing him because I haven't negotiated the important things yet and there's still more I need to know. "Can I see Richard or my dad? Or at least call them?""No." His tone is cold, his stare icier."Why not? They're my family.""Richard is not your fucking family.""Even you can't think this is okay." I glare at him, wide-eyed, pleading. "Alessio, you just took me as I was about to make my vows. That was it. I at least got to say some sort of goodbye to my father, but I didn't get to say anything to Richard."He sits back, his expression emotionless as he steeples his fingers, staring back at me in silence. Not the kind of silence you expect from a person contemplating something important, but definitely the kind when they aren't.It's clear whatever mission he's on has stolen his humanity."Please," I add.He blows out a ragged breath and presses his lips together in displeasure."On
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CamilleAlessio's seductive stare intensifies and his raw masculine presence lulls me like a drug, enticing my body to betray me. His closeness doesn't help either.One corner of his sensual lips turns up, and he angles himself so he's a breath away."Maybe you'd like that. Or you will." His breath caresses my skin, turning up the heat burning through me. "Don't people say good girls prefer bad boys? I'm as bad as they come, Valkyrie." He shows me the tattoo on his wrist. The sight makes me wonder what he must have gone through to get it and how many he had to kill."Oh I definitely believe you're as bad as they come." I nod."Good. Glad we're on the same page because I also heard good girls love to be fucked hard and dirty. Is that how you want it, baby girl? That's how I like it."I'm already on fire, but I shock myself further when I realize moisture is beading between my thighs. My God, I'm actually aroused by this man and his dirty words, and I shouldn't be.What the hell is wron
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