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Chapter Six
Kristo
Lifeinside the Siccario household has never been so…entertaining.
Iris is seated in front of her vanity, applying makeup she doesn’t need. She is stunning without any type of enhancement, but she insisted on it and sent Lucy to several different stores to collect every item.
I’m dressed in a dark suit, standard attire for those of us in Siccario’s employment. It took me all of ten minutes to ready myself for tonight, whereas it’s taken Iris twice that to decide on which lipstick to wear. I’ll never understand women and their need to alter their appearance with cosmetics. Then again, the transformation of this woman before me is truly remarkable.
I thought her stunning before, now she’s positively breathtaking. Exotic in her looks. She has her hair up, showing off her creamy neck. Teardrop diamonds draw out more shine in her eyes. The matching necklace is giving her trouble, so I offer my assistance, taking my time fastening it to run my fingers along her delicate skin.
“What do you think?” She asks as she eyes me through the reflection.
I can’t stop staring at her and don’t know why. I’ve already spent several hours inside her today, yet my cock is hard again, anxious to bury itself back inside its home. It’s more than a physical attraction, though that part can’t be denied. It’s an emotional connection, which is a first for me. I wonder if it’s a first for her?
“You look like royalty, Iris mou.”
This time she doesn’t correct me for calling her mine, and I hold in my grin. “Sometimes it’s nice to dress up a little.”
“This is dressing up a little?” I brush the earrings with my finger.
“You should see the ones I have back home. These are nothing.” She touches up her lipstick as I step back, falling silent as her words sink in. The diamonds hanging from her ears are not nothing. They are more than anything I could ever give her. Knowing I could never afford to give her more than something she considers nothing bothers me. Jesus, does it bother me.
She stands and twirls. The lovely red dress clinging to her curves has me jealous and heavy with need at the same time. “You look very beautiful, Iris.”
Her grin wilts. “What’s wrong?”
I cover my disappointment with a stern look. Our different statuses in life don’t matter. As much as I want this to go on forever, I’m not a vlákas. Only idiots deny the obvious, wish for something that will never be. Iris really is royalty, a mafia princess, and I’m simply the help. Even if she didn’t have a billionaire waiting in the wings to marry her, there’d always be that between us.
“If you’re ready.” I offer my arm.
Her eyes light up. “Are you my escort tonight?”
I stare at her expression longer than necessary but can’t seem to pull away. “If that’s what you wish.”
“What I wish,” she counters, “is that you’d pull that stick out of your ass and smile.”
Her crass words shock me into a startled grin.
“There you go.” She sneaks a kiss on my cheek, marking me with bright red lipstick before snorting. “Perfect.”
I pull the handkerchief from my pocket and wipe at the makeup now smeared on my cheek. I then growl as I shove the cloth back into my pocket. “What that really necessary?”
“I’m just having a bit of fun. This is the fun and games part, right?” She takes my arm and allows me to lead her from the room.
“I’m not following.”
“You know, the key parts of a romantic comedy movie. You have the basics, like setting the scene, the meet cute.”
“I’m still not following. What’s a meet cute?”
She laughs, the melodic sound brightening the halls. “It’s when the two main characters meet. It’s usually something fun, unexpected. You know, cute.” She smiles and adds, “Like how we met. Two strangers in a park. You walk up to me and immediately pull me into a passionate kiss.” She looks at me. “Meet cute.”
“I especially liked how we met in the woods,” I add. “Meet sex.”
“There is absolutely no such thing as meet sex.” She laughs when I waggle my eyebrows. “Never mind. You wouldn’t understand the draw of the romantic comedy. Two opposites falling in love despite the odds stacked against them. All the fun and games that lead up to a pivotal moment where they’re severely tested, and then the ultimate resolution awaits.”
“Which is?”
