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I don’t react, but my cock does, hardening further. I keep my face neutral as her foot travels higher, getting a little too close for comfort to my erection. I drop my hands and tighten my fingers around her slim ankle. I want to yank her leg and drag her across the table to me. I can picture her straddling me, the pencil skirt shoved up around her waist. My fingers would slide easily into her panties, pushing them aside before burying my cock in her pussy.
Goddammit, I’m fucking depraved.The abrupt thought has me pushing her foot away with more force than necessary. Before she can analyze my reaction to her touching me, I hit her hard with the news of my engagement.
“I am engaged. Did you hear those whispers?”
Her gaze widens with evident shock, along with it coming something else, which she hides as she looks down at her plate, her long dark lashes cutting me off from seeing what she’s truly feeling. When she glances back at me, her emotions are shielded.
Bravo, my sweet wild one.She has been taught well to hide what hurts. We all have.
“Congratulations, Luca,” she says, her voice only slightly stiff. “I’m so glad you finally found someone to love.”
I loved you.I pick up a single sugar cube and deposit it carefully into my coffee. “It looks good on paper.” When I look back at her, it’s clear she’s still processing the information carefully. “That’s all that matters,” I add before I stir my coffee. She knows that better than anyone else. This is the world we are born into. Appearance is everything.
“You are engaged—not yet married. I guess the night is still young.” Her taunting is back, the gleam in her eyes setting my cock to standing again.
I forgot the cream. I add it to my coffee and try to keep my composure, but it slips momentarily. I move my hands onto the table and lean a little closer. “I could drag you into the middle of this room.” I point at the center of the restaurant, but Carina doesn’t follow my finger, her gaze instead remaining pinned on me.
“I could fuck you…” I add. Her eyes widen briefly, and lust pools in the depth of her irises. “I could drag your skirt up and rip off your…” I pretend to think. “From memory, I would say little black thong.” This time she squirms, and I know I’ve hit my mark. I lean even closer. “I could dip my fingers inside your pussy, which I’m sure would be soaking wet, all before burying myself between your legs.”
I don’t know who I’m torturing more, me or her.
“But it would change nothing.” I sit back in my seat and take a sip of my coffee before I land the final blow. “Evie O’Hanlon is to be my wife, and it’s her and her alone I will bury myself in.”
Carina nods like she understands, but the fire in her eyes is in complete contradiction to her reaction as she slips on her high heel, gathers her bag, and stands. But it’s clear she’s shaken. Her pussy probably dried right up at that warning.
She rests her hip against the table, a walking distraction to men. I don’t allow my mind to think of any man in California who may have touched her. Anger accelerates my heart rate. When she looks down at me, she doesn’t smile but whispers, “A woman with nothing to lose is one with everything to gain.”
She touches my cheek and offers a small, wistful smile before walking out of the restaurant and leaving me with a war raging inside me.
She was everything.
And yes, I lost her.
Chapter 4
Carina
Twenty-One Years Old
DearDiary,
There are no words for how I’m feeling right now, but I guess I’ll try anyway.
Sucker punched.
Betrayed.
Abandoned.
A whole helluva lot of rejected. I don’t understand.
How could he give me a fucking bus ticket to LA and shove an Amex in my hand like that…tell me he’ll let me know when I can come back?
What the hell did I do? Even Enzo shook his head over that one.
And Luca…
I don’t know what’s worse—my father’s rejection or Luca’s betrayal.
