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She nods and yanks on my suit jacket, bringing me closer. I chuckle as my gaze drops to her lips.
“Tell me you’ll keep your distance from that fucker, and I’ll consider letting you come.”
Valentina nods, her eyes glazed over with desire. “I will, Luca. I swear.” I’ve never seen her so desperate, so fucking honest about her feelings. Watching her fall apart for me is rapidly becoming my latest addiction.
“Good girl,” I whisper. “You’re such a fucking good girl, Valentina. You deserve a reward, baby.”
She looks at me with such desperation that my heart skips a fucking beat. This is my every fantasy come true.
No.
This is better.
“Come for me,” I tell her as I increase the intensity on her clit, taking her right over the edge.
“Luca,” she moans as her pussy swallows my fucking fingers. How is my cock supposed to survive her? I already know that I’ll never be the same again once I’ve had her. She’ll hook me and turn me into even more of a fool than she already has.
I pull my fingers away and lift them to my lips, needing a taste of her. She moans as she watches me suck down on them. “Jealous?” I whisper. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll give you my tongue soon enough.”
Her eyes roam over my face, and she blushes fiercely as she lifts her hand, brushing away the lipstick stains she no doubt left on me.
I take a step away from her, intensely fucking pleased. My heart was unsettled seeing her with Theo, but my worries melted away the second I heard her moan my name.
“I’m serious,” I tell her. “I don’t want to see him hovering around you like that again. Either you put him in his place, or I will.”
Valentina lowers herself off my desk and straightens out her clothes, clearly flustered. “It won’t happen again,” she tells me before throwing me a sweet, reassuring smile. There’s a hint of shyness in her expression, and the way that makes my heart race is unreal.
It’s fun watching my wife fight for composure — almost as fun as making her lose it. Two minutes. That’s all it takes for her to paste that irritating professional smile back onto her face.
“This came for you,” she says eventually, reaching for the parcel she brought in, her hands trembling. It’s clear she’s back in work-mode, and I’d better follow suit before I anger her.
I take my time opening the box, a smile finding its way onto my lips as the contents come into view. I hand her the documents, and she stares at them wide-eyed.
“New passport and driver’s license,” I explain. Just seeing the nameValentina Windsoron them brings me such fucking joy. “And this,” I add, handing her a black credit card with the Windsor crest on it, “is a duplicate of my own credit card.” That too, saysValentina Windsor. “For as long as you’re marriedto me, you’re welcome to spend however much you’d like, on whatever the hell you want.”
She stares at the card, her expression unreadable. “You might want to hide our marriage, Valentina, and I may have consented to that, but youaremy wife, and you’d better remember it. In private, you’re ValentinaWindsor. Just because we agreed that our marriage would be temporary, doesn’t mean it isn’t real. Don’t you ever forget that.”
She nods and clutches her new passport to her chest. I’d give the world to know what she’s thinking right now. Countless women would do anything to take my last name, to be my wife. Yet the woman I actually married looks less than thrilled.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Valentina
“So this is where you’ve been hiding,” Luca says, leaning in the doorway of his home office. “I suppose I should’ve known this is where I’d find you.”
It’s odd to find him wearing such casual clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt, and it looks oddly seductive. There’s something about seeing Luca Windsor relaxed that makes my heart beat a little faster. I glance down at the ugly pajamas I’m wearing, feeling self-conscious about it tonight.
“Why didn’t you wait for me? We could’ve gone home together.”
I shake my head and snap out of my daze. “I drove to work myself, so I didn’t want to leave my car behind.” While I technically have a driver assigned to me, I always feel bad calling him. I much prefer to drive myself.
Luca pushes off the wall and walks toward me, his gaze intent. Something about that look in his eyes reminds me of the way he touched me today and the things he said.
You belong to me, Valentina. You don’t have to like it, but you need to remember it.
He was treating me like an object again, like I’m one of his possessions, but somehow, I didn’t mind it this time. I used to think that Luca was crazy, but it appears that the person who’s slowly losing their sanity isme. How could I want him so desperately despite everything?
“What are you working on?” he asks. Luca pulls me off his desk chair and steals my spot before swiftly pulling me onto his lap. His arms wrap around me as he reaches for the mouse, his chin resting on top of my shoulder. “Expansion plans, huh?”
