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“There is no us, Cat; it can’t be.”

“I’m not going to be seventeen forever, Hugo. My birthday is in a few months. Gino can’t stop me from having a boyfriend forever.”

I didn’t fucking want to talk about forever.

“Baby girl, I don’t think he would have a problem with you dating now.” Maybe he wouldn’t be excited by the prospect, but when it came to his little sister, the big, bad Don rarely could say no. “But not with me.”

“Why the hell not? Because of the age gap?”

“Because,” I raised my voice, even if it wasn’t my intention, “look at me! It’s not the age; it’s who I am: the monster that comes from the bottom of the barrel. Your family wants you with a man who deserves you, like one of your prep school idiots, or that fucking douche that was at your mother’s house. Hell, they’d even accept Roman, but not me.”

“You are wrong, but even if you were right, it’s not up to them! It’s up to me! I accept you, Hugo.” Fucking shit, my throat closed, and I couldn’t swallow anymore. “I don’t care what you think about yourself, you big idiot. I want you. Even after you put me down with your words, I still want you.”

Right after she finished the speech, Cat landed in my arms for a hug. She wasn’t coming onto me; she was just there…accepting. Her head was on my chest so she was probably hearing my heart beating like crazy. It was like the damn thing was petrified stone, and suddenly, she had broken the seal.

I crossed my arms behind her back and just held her. I wanted to squeeze her to my chest, but she was so damn petite, I was afraid to snap her in half, so I just held her. The first moment of tenderness in my entire life, and I was hovering over a grave with my boss’ sister in my arms.

“Cat.”

“Say goodbye to your parents, and let’s go home, Monster,” she whispered into the curve of my neck, and I did just what she asked.

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Later that night, we were laying in her bed, her fluffy princess bed with a million pillows and pink satin bed sheets, and we were fucking naked. Catherinelle was tucked under my arm, and her skin was sparkling under the city lights that showed through the window. I was just laying there, spread eagle, trying to follow the map she was drawing on my chest with her slender finger. She was tracing my tattoos.

“What are you thinking about, Monster?”

“You,” I answered simply.

She was all I could fucking think about. When we got to the townhouse, I went to the kitchen, and she rushed to the bedroom to change clothes. It didn’t take more than fifteen minutes, but it seemed like a damn hour, and I just sat there, looking at the elevator, thinking how she’d walk in any minute.

“Well,” she shifted and ended up sitting on my chest like it was her rightful place, “tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“What are you thinking about me?”

She was still talking, but I didn’t hear the words because her perfect pair of tits with those golden-brown nipples I liked to suck like they were Halloween candy, were bouncing in my face. I crooked my neck and tried to get my mouth on her, but the little vixen pulled back.

“Nope. No boobs for you until you sweet-talk me.”

“Sweet-talk you?”

“Yeah, you could start by telling me what you were thinking.”

I let my head fell back on the pillow and looked to the ceiling, making a muffled sound. Catherinelle was hell bent on making me talk more.

“That you are fucking beautiful, Cat, and that I would like to suck on your tits, but you won’t let me.”

“Play your cards right, and I might be the one doing all the sucking.”

The next second, I hooked my hand on the back of her neck and smashed her mouth onto mine. We ventured into a harsh kiss, our tongues massaging each other. I was so high on it, I didn’t stop until Cat bit my bottom lip, and I felt the taste of blood in my mouth.

“Don’t talk like that, Catherinelle. It’s hard for me to control myself as it is.”

“You? I just made you bleed.” She touched my lower lip where her teeth pierced the skin. “I want you so bad, I’m turning into a savage.”

“I’m rubbing off on you.” Fuck. “You wanted to know what I was thinking? This is what I was thinking: with every passing minute, I’m ruining your spirit and dragging you to the dark side.”

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