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Thirty-Two: One Step At A Time.
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Natalia's POV:“What the fuck are you doing here?” I hissed, marching over to him.Carlo pushed off the wall, closing the distance between us in two long strides. The proximity had a shiver running down my spine. “What was that attitude about?”My brows furrowed at the sudden change of topic as I tried to understand his question. “What—Oh…” Realization dawned on me. “You know, it's good you brought it up. Why didn't you tell me Luca has been found or was this your plan all along? To have me in your bed?” “I don't have to play silly games to get what I want, piccolina. With or without Luca, I would have. I see how you shiver at the mere sight of me.” His hand reached out, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear and my stomach flipped. “I know how much you crave my touch.”“That’s… that's not true!” I stepped away from his touch as if I’d been burned. “I want nothing to do with you!”“Could have fooled me.” A grin, sinister but calm swept his cheeks. I swear he only smiled when he
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Natalia’s POV:My thighs shook as my body still convulsed from the nerve racking pleasure that had washed over me. It felt like I wasn't in full control of my body. I might have passed out for a moment because I didn't notice when Carlo took off the belt and released me, and had somehow maneuvered me until I was curled up in his laps. The first thing I had actually noticed was the open mouthed kisses he placed on my neck and the way his thumbs kept massaging my wrists. What the hell was he doing?“Carlo?”“Shhh.” Warm lips trailed my neck. “You did so good, monella.” His thumb pressed so gently against my wrist and I almost moaned. I let out a satisfied sigh instead, relishing the way his neck kisses and gentle wrist massage made me feel good. But like lightning, a thought struck me. My spine stiffened as my mind darted back to what had happened earlier, what had happened after I felt the new strange sensation. Heat crept up my neck and cheeks and suddenly, with newly found strengt
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Natalia’s POV:The moment the champagne splashed across his face and suit, I knew I was done for. But he started it! “How dare you speak to me like that?” I hissed, refusing to cower and show fear even as my chest heaved with the adrenaline of confrontation. The stunned expression on his face would have been funny under a different circumstance. Gianpaolo’s gaze flickered from me to his suit and back to me, he got up slowly, taking a napkin from the table to wipe his face, his hard gaze never leaving mine. My heart pounded as his calm composure snapped, replaced by something dark and predatory.Shit.I had to get away. Now. I shouldn't have entertained him in the first place! I turned to move, eager to get as far away from him as possible but his hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of my hair, halting my movement. Pain radiated across my scalp and my eyes burned with tears as I stumbled, crashing against the edge of the table. It fell, with a loud crash, sending plates and glasses to
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