[Rosalie’s POV]I stare in disbelief as Diego continues to keep me pinned. Why was he here, and where the hell did Chanel go?‘A set up.’ Hana giggles. ‘They put one over on you.’Eyes widening, I feel a slight sense of betrayal, but I realize that even if Chanel did go along with this, it was because she thought it was for my own good. However, I couldn’t let myself get lost in a romance when there was something so important to be done.“I’m an adult and can wear what I want.” I say, gently touching Diego’s chest and pushing him so he moves. “And this is the dress I chose for myself.”As I speak, Diego’s gaze darkens, and I’m sure he wants to argue, but to my surprise, he remains silent.“Right,” he says, though it is clear that it hurts him. “You are an adult and are free to do what you want.”“Did you just,” I gasp, unable to believe what just happened. “Did you just agree with me?”“Is there a problem?”Biting back on the laugh that wants to escape, I simply shake my head before n
[Diego’s POV]I watch Rosalie as she disappears in the same direction that Annemarie went, wondering if this was the smartest of ideas. Although Annemarie and Bernard didn’t seem to find Rosalie to be much of a threat to whatever the fuck was going on between them, I knew if my sister was aware I was around, things would be different.“Fuck,” I growl, running a hand through my hair. “What is this woman planning?”Sighing, I get up and head in the direction of the bathrooms. When I reach, I extend my senses, finding that both Rosalie and Annemarie are, in fact, in the ladies room.Wondering what the hell I was even doing when I already had a perfect plan in place, I lean against the wall and wait until I hear a commotion from the bathroom, and when Rosalie appears, I move, grabbing her and steadying her as she does a beautiful job of pretending to be sick.“Oh,” she gasps, clinging to me. “I’m so glad you’re here.”As she speaks, Annemarie emerges from the restroom looking frantic, and
[Rosalie’s POV]When we return to Diego’s condo, Geo rushes toward me, throwing his arms around my leg and shooting Diego a glare.“That was a dirty trick.” He hisses, his gaze narrowing. “I knew you weren’t a good person.”At his words, Chanel lets out a laugh from her place on the couch, where she watches some drama with Giddeon.“You tell him, Geo.” She calls, giving me a wink. “He’s horrible to invade my time with your mother and make me come back here so that he could have her all to himself.”As she speaks, Diego’s gaze darkens, and he lets a low rumble of a growl escape him, but he doesn’t say a word; instead, he heads to the kitchen.“Oh,” Giddeon chirps, following Diego with his gaze. “Are you the chef this evening?”“Not for you.” Diego responds. “Only for my family.”“But I thought we were your family.” Giddeon pouts. “How could you be so mean to us?”“Could the both of you shut up?” Anthrose huffs from his place across from them. “What kind of example are you setting for t
[Rosalie’s POV]My body shivers, but it doesn’t attempt to pull free of Diego’s hold. Instead, it wants to feel it even more.Mayday, mayday. My head screams as I feel myself getting lost in the feel of Diego’s mouth moving against mine and his rough fingers caressing my throat and my chin.Pulling away, he brushes his thumb along my bottom lip while his breath comes in puffs. His dark eyes grow even darker, and before I can stop myself, I’m attacking, pressing myself against him, and pulling so that our mouths collide and the taste of blood erupts on my tongue.Oh Goddess, I missed this—the feel of him and the taste of him. I missed it so damn much.“Down, tigress.” Diego chuckles, separating us just as the scent of something burning reaches my nose. “We can’t go too far.”For a moment, I don’t speak, as my mind remains hazy and the need to only feel and reconnect consumes me. But when Diego’s hands brush my cheeks and gently pat them, I begin to come up for air.Eyes widening, I rea
[Diego’s POV]I keep my gaze fixed on Rosalie as she pretends to be extremely interested in the food in front of her. She looks adorable, flustered like that, with her cheeks bright pink and her hair hanging down to cover her face like curtains. Honestly, it is taking everything in me not to grab her and drag her to the bedroom right now.Keep it together, Diego. I tell myself silently as memories of Rosalie’s fantasies appear in my mind. Just a little bit longer, and you can get your revenge.I wasn’t certain if she did what she did intentionally or if she didn’t realize that I could feel and see everything through our connection, but I didn’t give a damn. I was feeling like a fiend, and my fix was sitting right there for the taking.“Anyone care to go for a swim after this?” Chanel asks, breaking the silence.“Me!” Landon immediately responds. “I want to go swimming!”“Atta boy,” she grins, shooting me a look that almost screams that she knows what is going through my mind. “What ab
[Rosalie’s POV]My body shakes, and waves of pleasure rush through me as Diego sucks in a breath, taking in my scent like it is the most delicious thing in the world.“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” He groans, using two fingers to open up my pussy lips. “So fucking much.”Groaning quietly, he runs his tongue along my swollen clit, causing a moan to escape me.“Did you miss me?” He continues, shoving a finger into me and hooking it.For a moment, I don’t speak as I try to make sense of what is happening. Was he really asking me such questions when we were together like this? I mean, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss him, but wouldn’t responding with a yes make it sound like I only missed the intimate moments when there was much more I missed? Even if our relationship had a lot of ups and downs, he was truly trying to atone for his sins there at the end.“Answer me, Rosalie.” Diego hisses when I remain silent.Gasping, I arch my back as he pushes his finger deeper into me. “Did you miss me?
[Rosalie’s POV]I stare straight ahead as one of the latest hopefuls who wants to work with Gil’s company goes on about why they’re a good choice. Despite knowing that I should be listening in and taking notes, I can’t stop my mind from wandering back to what happened the previous night.Again and again, Diego’s shocked and hurt expression appears, causing my heart to hurt even more. Even if it was there for a split second before he managed to compose himself again, I saw it and knew that my big reveal left some type of wound deep inside him. And even if I wish I hadn’t said a thing, it was something that he needed to know.Going forward, my connection to his lycan would play a big part in what would happen, especially since it was his lycan that was causing the darkness to torment Crystal Fang, it was what I needed to somehow defeat. But how was I supposed to do that if my body and even my mind were weak to it?Sighing, I lean forward, burying my head in my hands, until the room arou
[Rosalie’s POV]“I got it.” I sigh, knowing there is no arguing with Gil. “I’ll tell him.”After that, Gil doesn’t say anymore; he just heads out of the meeting room, leaving me alone to finish cleaning up. Once I finish, I head back to my office, where I attempt to get some work done, but by the end of the day, I feel like I’ve piled up more than I did when it started.Sighing, I get up and head out while my stomach churns with nerves over Diego and Gil's meeting.“It’s going to be okay.”I tell myself this again and again during the ride home and as I head up the elevator to where Diego and everyone else are waiting. When I reach the door, it bursts open, and Geo rushes toward me.“Welcome home, mommy!” He announces, immediately erasing all my anxiety. “Did you have a good day?”Opening my mouth, I prepare to respond, but stop as Landon peeks from behind Geo shyly.“W-welcome home.” He says, and I’m certain that he too wants to say, Mommy.“I’m home.” I beam, kneeling down and openi