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Her body sinks under the surface, and I lean over the water. She’s fuckin’ with me. She has to be. Although I haven’t seen her swimming in the pool since we got here.

What the fuck? Why isn’t she coming up?

Time stands still.

Bubbles cover the surface, and she floats to the top, completely limp. My heart sinks into my stomach. Fuck. No.

She wasn’t joking?

The cool water smothers me as I dive in and take her in my arms, flipping her over the right way and pushing her long black hair out of her face.

I tap her face. “Gianna. G,” I say, keeping the panic out of my voice.

I hold my breath as I lean in, my ear over her mouth, listening, praying to hear her. “Please don’t die on me, G,” I demand, holding her tighter.

Moving towards the edge of the pool, my entire body is in panic mode. Just like it was when Ace was lifeless in my arms.

“You’re going to be fine, baby,” I tell her. I go to lift her out; she flips in my arms like some sort of possessed creature, grabs my head, and my legs slip from underneath me as she shoves me underwater.

Her legs wrap around my head, her pussy in front of my face as she pushes down any attempt I have to get back up.

Not that I put much effort into it. I’m happy down here. I’ll let her have her minute of power over me.

Her cackling is penetrating through the water. After a minute, my lungs are burning, so I push up from my thighs and propel her across the water. The second I’m up, I take in a deep breath and wipe the water out of my face.

I wonder how far she would have gone?

Only to find her a foot away from me, glaring. Black makeup smudged down her cheeks like she’s about to audition for a horror movie.

I push my body through the water to get to her; she doesn’t move. The adrenaline courses through my veins with every step.

I thought I’d killed her. And for that split second, I was prepared to make a deal with death to keep her alive.

A wicked grin spreads across her lips as I stop in front of her. “So, you do care if I die, big man?”

I tip her chin up with force and grip her face. “Only because I didn’t want to be the one who killed you.”

“The panic in your voice tells a different story, Colten.”

I walk her backward until she hits the tiles. “Shut up and kiss me, viper,” I mutter against her lips.

She wraps her legs around my waist, snaking her arms around my neck, and she kisses me.

And she absolutely consumes me. No holding back, it’s messy and desperate, and neither of us pulls away.

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Gianna

Song- I Feel Like I’m Drowning, Two Feet

His cock presses against me, and I pull him even closer to me, his tongue sliding between my lips as I rock my hips against him. He swallows my moans, sliding his hand behind my back and untying my bikini top.

He starts with the bow behind my neck and then the one on my back and rips it clean off me, throwing it behind him to float on top of the water.

His hand moves south, resting on my hip.

“Tell me what you want, G,” he gruffs against my cheek.