LOGINSiena instantly sensed it and dropped her gaze, nervously chewing her lower lip in embarrassment. She had said it boldly in the moment, but now she realized what she’d done—especially when Cristiano pronounced punishment in that deep, seductive voice.“Tell me, doll,” he pressed, his tone almost commanding.She lifted her eyes slightly, only to lower them again. “I already told you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.“What did you tell me?” he asked again, clearly enjoying her flustered state.Siena shook her head, knowing perfectly well he was teasing her.“That… if you hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have let you enter our bedroom.”He chuckled lowly, the sound deep and rich, and lightly tapped the side of her head. “You and your silly punishments.”Her brows furrowed, a mix of frustration and embarrassment flashing across her face.“Yeah, that’s what I call silly, doll. Is that even supposed to be a punishment?” he smirked, leaning closer. His voice dropped an octave lower, deep and
Before she could stop herself, Siena threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his.Cristiano instantly deepened the kiss, pressing her back against the seat in a rush of urgency. His hand cradled her jaw as their mouths moved in perfect rhythm—slow, hungry, and desperate. They kissed for what felt like forever, only pulling away when the lack of air forced them to, their foreheads still touching, breaths mingling.“I think today might be my last day at this college,” Siena giggled, though her breathless laughter was bright and full of joy.Cristiano frowned, lines forming between his brows. “And why would that happen?”She grinned, brushing her hair from her face. “Well, we’ve kissed so many times in college—first in the corridor, then on the stage, and now in the parking lot.” She shook her head in amusement. “I’m sure I’ll get an expulsion notice soon.”Despite her words, Siena didn’t regret a single moment—not when it came to Cristiano and his unapologetic, public dis
Siena wasn’t really angry; she just wanted to see her husband’s reaction. She was enjoying watching Cristiano go speechless for once—just like he always managed to leave her when they were alone in their bedroom.“You just escaped your punishment today, my husband,” Siena teased in a mock-cold tone.Cristiano turned toward her, his brows knitting together. Siena fought to keep a straight face before adding, “If you hadn’t shown up, you’d be paying for yelling at your wife—trust me.”Punishment? For Cristiano Vitelli? Interesting.The thought made a faintly sarcastic smile tug at his lips as he turned to her.“And what punishment did you have in mind, mia moglie?” he asked, his tone smooth but edged with amusement.Her lips twitched, the corners threatening to give her away. “You wouldn’t be allowed in the bedroom. You’d have to sleep in your study tonight.”Cristiano’s eyes widened in mock disbelief. “God, you’re so cruel,” he said, catching Siena by the elbow and pulling her closer.
Both were shocked, yet genuinely happy for their friend.But Carina’s shock quickly turned into jealousy. Her eyes darkened as she glared at Siena with pure hatred. If looks could kill, Siena would have turned to ashes under the fiery envy burning in Carina’s gaze.She stomped her foot in frustration and cursed silently before storming off, unable to bear the sight of Cristiano showing such open affection to his wife.Cristiano then lifted Siena into his arms, carrying her down from the stage before leading her toward his car.“Wait, I didn’t say goodbye to my friends,” Siena protested softly. She wanted to stay for the results too, but at that moment, nothing mattered more than the undeniably alluring man who was her husband: her true love.Cristiano exhaled deeply, then gently set her down and tilted his head behind them. Siena turned and saw her friends waving at her with wide grins.“Don’t worry, we’ll text you the results!” Riya called out.Then Siena felt his warm breath against
The audience cheered even louder, and when he finally pulled away, he whispered in his deep, husky voice against her lips, “I love you so much, doll.”The microphone Siena wore was still on, and his words echoed through the speakers for everyone to hear. It was unbelievable for the students, the professors, and even the talent hunt judges as, under the bright spotlight, they instantly recognized the man standing there—Cristiano Vitelli, the powerful and famously elusive business tycoon.Someone, too, stood frozen in shock—Carina. She had been waiting for a chance to mock Siena for any reason after her performance, but now she couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed. Cristiano Vitelli—of all people—had just confessed his love publicly.She turned to Elena, her voice trembling with disbelief. “Is this your brother, Elena?” she asked, as if needing to confirm that what she was seeing was real.Elena’s eyes were fixed on the stage, watching her brother declare his love to his wife fo
Cristiano was unexpectedly and deeply moved when Siena began to sing. He had come thinking he would simply watch her perform—but the moment her voice filled the hall, soft and pure, something inside him shifted. Her words carried warmth, devotion, and a tenderness that reached straight into his guarded heart.When she said she had written the song for the love of her life, she didn’t mention his name—but he knew it was meant for him. The way her eyes stayed locked on him, never wavering for even a moment as she sang, made his breath catch in his throat. The melody wrapped around him like a confession, every lyric speaking of love, longing, and hope. And through it all, her eyes never left him.Siena sang as if no one else existed, her gaze fixed on the man who had unknowingly become her world. Each note seemed to say what words never could—that no matter how cold or distant he appeared, her love for him remained unshaken. Suddenly, he pulled off his mask—as if he wanted her to see hi



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