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She meets my gaze once more. “I want to feel all three of you at the same time,” she confesses. “One in my ass and two in my pussy or the other way around.” Her voice trembles with a mix of desire and nervousness. “I want to feel completely filled, stretched to my limits.”
Renzo lets out a low groan, palming his growing erection. “Fuck, bookworm,” he growls, his eyes gleaming with hunger. “You’ve got no idea how much I want that.”
Dante’s jaw clenches, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel tighter. “We’ll make it happen, tesoro,” he promises, his voice low and rough with desire. “We’ll give you everything you crave. We’re as much yours as you are ours.”
I grab Camila’s throat, squeezing softly. “How are you so fucking perfect?” I ask before kissing her deeply, making her moan into my mouth. “And why the fuck did you run from us?”
She purses her lips together. “Because I was scared.”
“Scared of what, tesoro?” Dante asks.
I study Camila’s face as she takes a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a newfound vulnerability. “I was scared for two reasons,” she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. “I was scared that I was getting too attached to you, to all of you.”
My heart clenches at her words, forcing a mixture of emotions to the surface. Part of me is elated that she’s developed feelings for us. Still, another part is wary of the complications of such attachments in our world.
Camila continues, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap. “And I was scared that once you realized I had no intel to give you, that my father keeps me at arm’s length and detached from the business, you’d hurt me or my brother.”
Renzo leans forward, his brow furrowed. “You thought we’d hurt you?” he asks, his tone hinting at disbelief.
She nods, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I didn’t know what to think,” she confesses. “I was so confused by my feelings for you, and I didn’t want to put Sergio in danger.”
Dante glances back from the driver’s seat. “Tesoro, we would never hurt you,” he assures her.
“Not unless you want us to,” Ren adds, winking.
Her cheeks redden then. “What exactly is the plan now?” she asks.
“We approach our father and tell him we’ve kidnapped you personally as we can’t get information out of you,” I admit.
Her eyes widen, and she pales.
“Don’t worry. We won’t let him lay a finger on you,” Dante says.
She straightens and nods. “But what happens then?”
I smirk at Camila’s question, leaning back in my seat. “Once our father’s guard is down,” I explain, my voice low and conspiratorial, “we’ll turn on him.”
Ren grins, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “That’s right, bookworm,” he chuckles, his tone filled with dark amusement. “We’re going to screw him over for playing us for fools all this time.”
Camila’s eyes widen, a mixture of shock and intrigue flashing across her face. “You’re really going to do that?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nod, my jaw clenching with determination. “Father needs to learn that he can’t control us,” I growl, my fingers tightening around hers. “We’re not his puppets.”
Dante hums in agreement, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. “It’s time for a change in leadership,” he muses, his voice low and thoughtful. “And we’re going to make it happen.”
Camila takes a deep breath, processing our words. “And what happens after that?” she asks, her brow furrowed with concern. “Won’t there be consequences?”
I reach out, gently cupping her cheek, “Let us handle that,” I assure her, my thumb tracing the curve of her cheekbone. “we’ll handle whatever comes our way.”
Ren leans forward, his breath ghosting over Camila’s ear. “And when it’s all over,” he purrs, his voice dripping with seduction, “we’ll celebrate our victory by taking you in every way imaginable.”
She shivers at his words, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment.
I chuckle, amused by her reaction. “But first,” I remind her, my tone turning serious, “we need to focus on the task at hand. We can’t afford any distractions.”
Camila nods, her expression sobering. “I understand,” she murmurs, her fingers intertwining with mine. “I’ll do whatever it takes to help you.”
I smile, pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “That’s my girl,” I praise, pride swelling in my chest. “Together, we’ll bring my father to his knees.”
