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They’re not here, leaving their princess unguarded and alone with a beast. “So, it’s just us then?” I ask, my voice low. “I think I will have some breakfast.”
Her smile is uneasy but still beautiful as she moves back to stir the oatmeal.
I step closer, my gaze lingering on her ass. Leaning against the counter, I cross my arms over my chest. “I never thought Elio would go for someone like you.”
Her brows furrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
I shrug, a smirk playing on my lips. “You’re not Elio’s usual type. Too innocent.”
She scoffs, turning back to the stove. “You don’t know anything about me.”
I chuckle, moving to stand behind her. “I know enough. I know you’re a virgin. Or were, before last night.”
She stiffens, her hand pausing mid-stir. “They told you that?”
I place my hands on the counter, caging her in. “They tell me everything, tesoro.”
She whirls around, her eyes blazing. “Don’t call me that. You don’t get to call me that.”
I raise an eyebrow, amused by her defiance. “Feisty. I like that.”
She tries to push past me, but I don’t budge. “Let me go, Dante.”
I tilt my head, studying her face. “Why? So you can run back to Elio? Or maybe Renzo?”
She flushes, her eyes darting away. “I’m not running anywhere. I just want to eat my breakfast in peace.”
I lean in closer, my lips brushing her ear. “Peace is overrated, tesoro. Embrace the chaos.”
She shivers, her breath hitching. “Dante, please.”
I pull back, smirking at her flushed face. “Please, what, Camila?”
She bites her lip, her eyes meeting mine. “Please, just let me go.”
I step back, holding my hands up in mock surrender. “As you wish.”
She brushes past me, her shoulder bumping mine. I watch as she sits at the table with a bowl of oatmeal, her movements stiff and jerky.
I pour myself a cup of coffee, leaning against the counter as I sip it. Taking a seat across from Camila, my eyes never leave her face. She shifts uncomfortably under my gaze, her spoon clinking against the bowl.
I lean back in my chair. “How was your night with Elio and Renzo?”
She nearly chokes on her oatmeal, her eyes widening. “Excuse me?”
I chuckle, taking another sip of my coffee. “Don’t play coy, tesoro. I heard you screaming their names all night long.”
She flushes a deep red, her eyes darting away. “That’s none of your business.”
I lean forward, my elbows resting on the table. “Oh, but it is. You see, Camila, you’re not just Elio and Renzo’s plaything. You’re mine too.”
Her eyes snap back to mine, a mix of fear and anger swirling in their depths. “I don’t belong to anyone, least of all you.”
I smirk, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She flinches away from my touch, but I don’t let that deter me. “You keep telling yourself that, princess. But we both know the truth. Renzo told you he shares with his brother, but they share with me, too. You’re ours now, body and soul.”
She stands abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. “I’m not having this conversation.”
I watch as she dumps her half-eaten oatmeal in the sink, my mind wandering to everything I want to do to her. I imagine her beneath me, her legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust into her tight heat. I picture her mouth on my cock, her big brown eyes looking up at me as she takes me deep into her throat.
