I feel myself drowning, but I catch myself before I'm completely under, pull away and send him off just like I did Lorenzo and Emilio.
With the door closed behind me, I slide down to my butt in my wet panties and my achy nipples and my flushed body, and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I pulled it off.I got them to my apartment.They drank the potion mixed in their drinks.They kissed me.They kissed me.Then I sent them off.Now I have to wait no more than twenty-four to forty-eight hours before one of them proposes.
Just one of them.
Only one of them.
Either Lorenzo.Or Emilio.Or Marcello.
Just one.
"Right," I say loudly to bring me back to reality.I have to marry an Onyx in order to save my family.I can't get sidetracked.That will just not do.
But as I drag myself to my bedroom, I can't help the dull ache in my chest.What?No.There is no dull ache in my chest.What am I saying?The only dull ache in my chest should be that I have to marry one of three of my biggest enemies ever.
Surely my universe is just a mean bitch to bring them back around to me this way.
Ugh.Ugh.Ugh.
I get myself nicely mad at them all over again as I take another shower and get into bed.Then I can't sleep, so I wake up in the middle of the night and write them a letter.The same letter handwritten three times because that's how I do it.
They're the worst kissers in the world, I write.The absolute worst.I now have to get lip replacement surgery—if that doesn't exist, I'd like to be a candidate for it.I have to bleach my mind so I can forget their stupid, horrible kisses in order to move on with my life.And if I have to marry one of them, I will never be kissing them again.Ever.Good night and goodbye.
Feeling slightly better about myself, I finally fall asleep.
Chapter Nine
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Isabella
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My sleep schedule hasbeen nonexistent since I learned my family is bankrupt and I have to marry the head of the Onyx Empire.Except there are now three heads of the Onyx Empire, and each one is my sworn enemy.
