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I briefly consider how to describe Camila: She’s an enigma shielded by beauty that could turn heads and twist hearts.
“She’s captivating,” I start, searching for words that don’t betray how intrigued I am by her. “Confident, but there’s something else there, under the surface. Like she’s aware of every shadow around her.”
Renzo raises an eyebrow, curiosity written all over his face. “And?”
“And she doesn’t look out of place at Crystal Lake,” I continue, pushing off from the wall. “But you can tell she feels it—like she’s playing a part in a play she never auditioned for.”
Renzo’s smirk fades into a more serious expression, one that’s rare on his unpredictable face. “Is she beautiful, then?”
I hesitate, my instincts warning me to keep Renzo away from this—away from her. He’s like a storm; he could destroy everything without even trying. But I can’t lie when the truth is burned into my brain.
“Yeah,” I admit, the confession sticking in my throat. “Camila is the most stunning girl I’ve ever met.”
Renzo groans and runs a hand through his hair, tattoos stretching with the movement. “Just my fucking luck, huh? It’s Elio’s job and not mine.”
Dante snickers from his seat, picking up his controller again. “Come on, you’d scare her off before you even learned her name.”
Renzo shoots him a glare but doesn’t deny it. There’s a glint of something in his eyes—jealousy, maybe, or just the thrill of the chase. I can’t tell with him.
I push off the wall and move to take a seat across from them. “Keep it in your pants, Renzo. We’re after her for intel, not to start some twisted love story that’ll only end in bloodshed.”
Renzo’s grin turns wicked. “Maybe I’ll just have to see her for myself. I can’t let you have all the fun, brother.”
I shoot him a warning look, my jaw tightening. “Stay away from her. I mean it. This isn’t a game.”
Dante chuckles, shaking his head. “When has that ever stopped him before?”
He’s right. It never has. He’s too impulsive and self-centered, but this is about our family, our legacy. I sigh, rubbing the bridge of my nose. The headache that’s been building all day throbs behind my eyes. “Just don’t fuck this up, okay? We need her to trust us.”
Renzo holds up his hands in mock surrender, but the glint in his eye tells me he’s not done with this conversation. “Alright, alright. I’ll play nice. For now.”
I rise, my muscles protesting from the tension of the day. “I’m going to take a shower. Try not to set the place ablaze while I’m gone.”
Dante snorts, already focused on the video game. “No promises.”
I flip him off as I walk out of the room, the sound of their laughter following me down the hallway.
I turn on the shower, letting the water heat while I strip off my clothes. The steam fills the room, fogging the mirror and making the air thick and heavy. I step under the spray, the hot water cascading over my body and washing away the day’s grime.
I close my eyes, letting the warmth seep into my muscles and ease the tension that’s been building. Images of Camila flash behind my eyelids—the way she smiled at me in the cafeteria and her hair fell in soft waves around her face. No matter how hard I try, I can’t get her out of my head.
I know this is dangerous—getting close to her, letting myself feel anything beyond the mission. But there’s something about her that draws me in, like a moth to a flame. I want to know her, to understand what makes her tick. And maybe, just maybe, I want her to know me, too.
My cock throbs, the blood rushing to it, making it swell and grow hard. Fuck. I’ve spoken to Camila once, and I’m already ready to jerk off over her. Running my hand over my hardening dick, I groan.
In my mind, I see her beautiful, curvy body writhing beneath me. The mere thought of forcing her into submission and fucking her so damn hard she screams my name has me jerking it like a teenager.
My hand moves faster, pumping with a steady rhythm. I can almost hear my princess’s voice in the room’s silence, feel her touch on my skin. A low growl tears from the back of my throat.
I’m close, so close. The pleasure building inside my balls, the pressure almost unbearable. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to hold back to make it last longer.
But then she’s in front of me, her beautiful chestnut eyes wide with surprise and desire. She’s looking at me like she wants to touch me, to taste me, and I can’t hold on any longer.
I come with a shout, her name on my lips, as I fire my cum into the shower. My body is shaking from the intensity of the orgasm, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath.
I open my eyes, the steam clearing just enough for me to see the reality of the situation—the empty shower room, the cold tiles beneath my feet. But for a moment, I was with her. Soon enough, I will learn how being inside my beautiful cartel princess feels. It’s time to ramp my plan into gear and get her into my bed.
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