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“Movie? What?” Vanessa looks at me in confusion. “Is that a reference to something?”
I groan. “Oh, come on. You’ve never seen Die Hard?”
She shakes her head. “It’s… not the type of thing I usually watch.” She blushes, which only makes me curious about what shedoeslike.
“So what do you watch?” I prompt.
“Romances,” she says, blushing harder. “I like romance movies.”
“You mean the type with the weddings and the kids at the end?” I guess, and she puts a hand over her face. “Ohh, I see. That’s your happily ever after, huh? A nice wedding, popping out a few kids? No wonder Damien wants you to have Giulio’s babies so bad.”
She instantly shakes her head. “No. That’s all in Damien’s head. I only… I only mentioned once I wanted kids. But I don’t want themnow. I’m supposed to… I’m supposed to finish college.”
“How far are you from finishing?” I ask. “Though, I mean, it’s not like it matters. You’re gonna be a mom! Isn’t that more rewarding than some bullshit degree?”
Vanessa glares at me. “I’m only a year away. Then I’m going to go to California and get a job far, far away from all of this, all of you.”
“Oh, you’regoingto, are you?” I chuckle. “You think Giulio and Damien are gonna let you go that easily?” I lean in, my lips almost pressing against hers. “You thinkIam gonna let you go that easily?”
She shudders. “You don’t care. You’re just doing this because Damien wants it.”
“Fuck Damien,” I snarl, biting her bottom lip. “I don’t give a fuck what he wants.”
She jerks back, looking a little taken aback—by the nip or the words, I’m not sure which. “So you… want kids?”
I shrug. “It’s on the bucket list, maybe.” It never had been before, but the more I hear about Vanessa getting knocked up, the more I think about having a role in a kid’s life, the more it appeals to me. Not that I’d try to claim the kid away from Giulio or anything—I’m not that suicidal, or that eager to be a father—but it might be nice to play a part. “But it doesn’t matter, because any kids you have will belong to Jules.”
Vanessa scowls at me. “They won’tbelongto him,” she says fiercely. “It’s not like he’d own them.”
“You mean like he owns you?” I ask, laughing. “You’re so adorable, you know that?”
“I’m not! Stop treating me like my opinions don’t matter.” She pushes away from me, but she gets as far as the edge of the bed before I grab her and pull her right back.
“See, we’ve been so good to you, you still think your opinions matter.” I smirk at her. “But if you want to be feisty, I can probably convince my cock to wake up for round two.”
She freezes at that, doing that frightened rabbit impersonation I’m starting to find so charming. She shakes her head quickly, but it’s too late. I’ve already got it into my head that I want her, and all the talk about kids makes me want to take her cunt. She’s still got Giulio’s spunk inside of her, and adding mine to the mix could make things… interesting.
And it would piss off Damien.
I roll over her, pinning her down to the bed, and kiss her hard. She struggles feebly for a moment before giving up, and I rub my clothed cock against her. “Want to see if I can get you knocked up before Giulio can?”
She whimpers, shaking her head.
I grin. “That’s what I thought. Just lie back and enjoy, Vanessa. We’ll have you pregnant in no time.”
24
DAMIEN
As always, Giulio is late. Lauro Romano isn’t particularly thrilled about that, drumming his fingers against the table with impatience. The corner of his mouth is turned up in a sneer. If Giulio doesn’t arrive soon, Lauro will take his anger out on me. The only thing that’s stopped him up until now are the guards posted outside the door.
I glance at my phone, but Giulio hasn’t texted.
“Is he coming or not?” Lauro barks.
“He’s on his way,” I say, because that’s usually the truth. One of these days, Giulio will be delayed thanks to an actual problem, and I won’t notice because it’s too in-character for him.
“You know what, I don’t care.” Lauro gets up, jostling the coffee, and stalks over to the door. “Next time Pavone wants to waste someone’s time, make sure it isn’t mine.”
