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I groan, shifting onto my back and opening my eyes. My body aches in strange places.

My eyes stare at the familiar ceiling. It looks to be Massimo’s room back home. The sheets over me also smell like him.

Confused, I glance to my right and find him sitting on the bed, his back facing me. He is wearing a black suit, and his hands are busy fixing his cufflinks.

The memories from last night pour in one after another. My cheeks heat, and I pull the sheets to my chin.

I had sex with him. It felt so- - -good. My lips pucker out. Oh, Goddess.

What now?

How did I seduce him and throw myself at him numerous times?

“You slept for half the day. I was wondering if you have slipped into a coma.” Massimo's deep voice fills the space.

“You tired me out-- -" I blurt, and squeeze my eyes shut the next moment.

Such a good way to embarrass myself more.

I can sense him shifting in the bed. The heat of his gaze warms my face, making me pull the sheets higher, to my nose.

“What's with you and Cassian?” He asks.

My hands freeze. I open my eyes and meet his gaze. It's different from last night. He is cold now.

“what about Cassian and me? “That's what I am asking, Kitten? What is Cassian to you?" He blinks,

my gaze. Why

to be honest” Massimo says, in a low voice. “do you

guts twist and I

have a thing for someone

me.” His fingers land on my chin, sending a wave of sparks down my back

up blurting,

stares at me, with those deep and assessing eyes. It does something to my heart, makes it beat faster, and

is heavier than the

collar of his shirt. I don't

engaged to him. Even after knowing he

before mating with him, Massimo.” I

chin. He pulls his hand away

Massimo repeats the question.” what did he do

I am treading on a thin layer of ice. He sounds

“I- - -can not tell

glances at me from over his shoulder, regarding me

fucker from last night?” His next words have me flinching in

I find myself tongue-tied. I can not bring myself to lie to him. “He liked to- - -make fun of my weakness. “I

“A frown

with something to get

me to tell you everything?” I choke

only blinks. I

you want me to tell you everything myself, Massimo, you should tell me why you hate my Dad

his eyes

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