Page 33 of Alessio

Corrado gave her a look, murmuring, “I have no idea what he told you, Ginny.”

“That you … share women and—”

“Yes.”

“Often?”

Corrado laughed. “I mean, not as often as you might assume. We didn’t prowl the streets every night looking for someone to take home to fuck, kitten. If it came up, then it did. We did our thing together, too, and we slept with different women alone without the other involved.”

“Sounds … messy.”

And intriguing.

She had so many more questions about that part of Alessio and Corrado’s relationship, especially where other women came into play. But she didn’t want to mull it over right then, not that her body was giving her much of a choice. She was glad she had the blanket hanging from her arms, so Corrado wasn’t capable of seeing the way she shifted on her feet because the spot between her thighs was hot and aching for reasons she didn’t care to admit.

“And that’s what you want to keep doing with him?” she asked.

Corrado stilled on the bed, his gaze drifting from the black and gold trimmed comforter to where she still stood in the doorway. “No, not at all.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I found what I want, even if I didn’t realize I was looking for it. I don’t need to look elsewhere when it’s all right here, I need everybody else to figure it out now.”

Well …

That only made her more confused.

“He kissed me,” she blurted. “The day he came back, I was in the library, and he kissed me.”

Corrado nodded like he already was aware. “And did you like it?”

What?

She stayed quiet.

Corrado gave her another pointed stare. “Well, did you?”

“I did.”

“Good, think about that, and what it means,” Corrado said, gesturing at her doorway to add, “And if you’re not sleeping in here tonight, then leave the door open when you leave. Good night, Ginny.”

That was it—done.

Not that it left her with any more answers.

And she still didn’t know what to do.

Are you sure you want to do this, Les?

Dare’s words from their earlier phone call drifted through Alessio’s mind as he flipped over another sheet on the contract spread out across Corrado’s desk. Placing his hands to the edge of the curved, smooth wood, he took in the words in black ink, their ramifications not lost on him should he put his name on the dotted line.

It will require Subject One to commit to four years under contract with WHICHEVER bidder wins the bid on his or her person. No circumstances will void the contract before the four-year term is up unless or until the buyer is deceased, and in which case, Subject One may be transferred to someone of the buyer’s choice, if made before passing.

Four years of his life.

Auctioned to the highest bidder.

All the skills Alessio worked to hone over the years with The League came down to a ten-page contract that laid out every detail for him so that he had no questions left to ask. Until now, his career with The League had been as an independent contractor. A choice Dare and Cree allowed him to have because of their attachment to him, and it meant a lot.