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Thalia

"I fucking hate you," I spat, trying to get away from Luciano's hold.

"Bambi, wait," he pleaded, holding onto my waist, halting me from moving out of the bed.

"Let go," I said through gritted teeth, the pain shooting up my body as I struggled to get away from his hold.

"Luciano," I warned. "Let go or else."

"Or else what?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

I sighed and relaxed on the bed, tired of fighting his stubborn ass.

"I can't believe you. You didn't stop at three fucking times. You even went in for a fourth round. A fourth one!" I emphasized.

He looked at me with wide innocent eyes—like he didn't just annihilate me a few moments back.

We started after lunch, and now it was the evening. I didn't even have the strength to prepare our dinner because of the activity we had done for three hours straight.

"It's been a while since I've tasted your body, bambi. I forgot just how addicting it is," he smiled and licked his lips. "If you'd permit me, then maybe we