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It only took a split-second for me to realize that she knows this guy, and that look in her eyes told me everything I need to know. She may have spent nearly every second with me at work, but she clearly made time for whoever the fuck that dude is. They have history, and I’m going to make sure he stays in the past.
He’s got his hand wrapped around my wife’s wrist as I walk up to them, and I nearly see fucking red. “How about you take your fucking hands off her before you lose them altogether?” I snap, yanking his hand away.
My arm wraps around Valentina’s waist, and I pull her into me. Seconds later, security catches on and escorts the guy she was with away. Valentina’s arms might be wrapped around my neck, but her eyes are on that man’s back as he walks away.
“Valentina,” I growl. “Who the fuck was that?”
She looks back at me, clearly flustered and no doubt a little drunk. “No one,” she says, before forcing one of those dreadful smiles onto her face. Why is it that I always get these fake smiles, but Sierra and Raven get genuine laughter?
“It didn’t look like nothing.”
She looks up at me with such vulnerability in her eyes as she tightens her grip on me, her body pressed flush against mine. “Luca, it’s fine. It’s nothing,” she reassures me.
“We’re going home,” I tell her before reaching for her and lifting her into my arms.
She gasps and looks around. “What about Sierra and Raven?”
“Ares will take them home,” I tell her as I carry her straight to the car.
Valentina is quiet as the divider between our driver and us rises, giving us some privacy. She glances at me with an expression that makes my jealousy boil over. She looks haunted and heartbroken, and I have no doubt the fucker she was just with is the cause of it. Is he the reason she told me she didn’t want love? Is he the reason she insists on ending our marriage in three years, no matter what?
“Who is he?” I ask, my voice soft. I’ve never seen her look at a man that way. She’s never looked atmethat way.
“Luca,” she murmurs as she turns toward me. In one swift move, I pull her onto my lap, her short dress riding up all the way to her hips. She looks at me like I’m all she can see, as though the man that had her looking so heartbroken ceases to exist when I’ve got my arms wrapped around her. I want nothing more than for that to be true, but I know it can’t be.
My hands wrap around her waist, and she inhales shakily as the tips of her fingers trail up my chest. Her fingers glide over the back of my neck as she pulls me in for a kiss, and my resolve wavers. I should pull away and continue questioning her, but she makes me so fucking weak. She’s doing this on purpose, no doubt. It’s a trap, but I’m willing prey.
I groan when I feel her soft tongue brush against mine, her touch slow yet urgent. She tugs at my jacket, and I shrug out of it before sliding my hands up her thighs and underneath her dress.
“Valentina,” I groan. “Answer the fucking question.”
She leans back a little to look at me, the lust in her eyes making way for despondency. She lifts her hand and brushes her fingers over my cheek, a weak smile on her lips. “He’s the reason you’ll never have to worry about me falling in love with you.”
My stomach drops as I tear my gaze away from her, longing and heartache warring for dominance. It never even occurred to me that the heart I pretended not to want was always out of my reach anyway. “Why are you doing this to me?” I whisper. “Why do you drive me fucking crazy at every turn? Do you enjoy seeing me suffer? Is this payback?”
She cups my face, her thumb brushing over my lips for a moment before she leans in and kisses me hungrily, as though she’s trying to erase the words I should’ve left unspoken. It’s so easy to lose myself in her, but if I do, I’ll never recover the parts of me that she’s taking.
I pull her closer and kiss her deeply, taking my time to tease her until I’ve got her writhing in my lap, her hips betraying her desire. “Luca,” she moans against my lips. I’ll never tire of hearing her moan my name. It’s such a fucking rush. Nothing comes close to it.
I can’t be the only one who feels this way. I can’t be the only one falling. “Valentina,” I whisper, needing more of her than she’s willing to give me. “Look at me.”
Her breathing is uneven as she lifts her face, soft pants escaping her beautiful lips as she reaches for my shirt. “Good girl,” I whisper. “I don’t want you looking at anyone but me, you hear me? Don’t you fucking dare even think about anyone but me.”
She nods, a hint of vulnerability shining through. “Only you, Luca,” she promises me. My hand disappears between her legs, and a smile makes its way onto my lips when I realize she’s already wet. This is all I need. That look in her eyes… as though I fill her mind to the brim, pushing out every other thought.
My wife unbuttons my suit pants and grabs my cock, her eyes falling closed for a moment as a wicked smile lights up her face. “Do you want it?” I ask her, my voice low.
She nods at me, her gaze pleading, and I can’t help but smirk. “Then ride me, baby. Take what you want. I’m all yours, Valentina.”
Her expression morphs into something that looks like a whole lot more than lust, and it makes my heart race in a way it never has before. Our eyes lock as she sinks down on me slowly, taking all of me. “Yeah,” I groan. “Just like that, baby. Take your husband’s cock, just like that.”
She rides me slowly, my hand wrapped in her hair, soft moans escaping her lips. She’s a fucking sight to behold, and she’s all mine.
I just need to make sure she never forgets it.
Chapter Forty
Luca
