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“You remembered I love to go to Tiffany.”

“You love to go anywhere you can spend money. Umm, it’s custom made. It’s one of their classic design, but I had the stone brought in.”

With greedy hands, I opened it and found the most beautiful ring inside. It was designed as an engagement ring, I was sure of it, but I didn’t think Hugo thought about that when he picked it out. The design was a classic Tiffany & Co; it was a simple, thin band, filled with little diamonds, and in the center, it had a huge rock, also framed by diamonds. The gemstone was black like midnight, sucking all the light around it. It was so beautiful, I felt hypnotized by it.

With a shaky hand, I placed it on my ring finger, and Hugo’s hand grabbed mine, touching it gently.

“It’s a benitoite.”

“Huh?”

“The stone. It’s a benitoite that was extracted from San Benedito. I was told it’s one of the rarest in the world. I have a guy who sends them over the border to Canada.”

“Hugo, this looks expensive.”

A crooked side smile appeared on his face.

“I can afford it, baby girl. Ask me why I chose this stone.”

“Why did you choose this stone, Monster?”

“Because it’s me. It’s my dark heart, and I wanted you to wear it on your hand every day. You already have it; this is just a symbol.”

Fuck, what pair we were. Both crazed with each other.

“We need to talk to Gino soon. I don’t want us to be connected by just rings and chains forever. And I don’t want him to hear it from someone else.” The least Gino deserved was my honesty.

He took a deep breath, nodded and looked away. This was hard for him.

“I promised you I would, princess. Just don’t take the ring off.”

My monster. Loving in his own way. He made my head spin with happiness while my body was burning for him.

I jumped into his arms, needing the closeness, and I wrapped my legs and arms around him. My weight didn’t faze him for a second.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” I whispered above his lips.

“Merry Christmas, princess. This is my best one yet.”

We clashed and burned into a kiss that made the air around us catch on fire. The desperation to have each other was thick like honey, dripping from both of us.

“Now fuck me, Monster.”

“Cat, I want nothing more than to bruise that pussy, but we can’t. Your entire family is home.”

I put my index finger on his mouth to shut him up.

“Don’t think, Hugo. Do you want me to beg you, baby?” I turned my sweet side on and ground on his dick that was already hard as a rock in his pants. “Please, Monster, don’t leave me like this. I want you so badly it hurts.”

“Fucking shit!”

Hugo walked with me to the nearest flat surface, my Victorian make up table, and he didn’t give a fuck that I had to wait six months for this peace to be sculpted out of Pink Ivory wood. He pushed everything away, making perfume bottles and lipsticks roll to the floor and dropped my ass on the table. My pussy clenched when I saw the look in his eyes. He was consumed, caught between the man and the beast. I loved it when he let go like that.

He dropped on one knee and started pulling my panties down from under my dress. When he tried to get back up, I pushed back on his shoulders.

“Not so fast, Monster. Kiss me.”

“Kiss you? You mean eat your pussy, baby girl?” I bit hard on my lower lip and nodded in agreement. “I will lick you until you can’t take it anymore, baby.”

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