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‘Sounded like you were on the phone?’

‘Oh, I was. My parents just called me.’

‘Really?’

‘Yes, really!’ she frowned at me.

‘They have anything interesting to say?’ I asked as I walked closer to her.

‘Not really. They were just checking in. Making sure I’m okay, that’s all.’

I nodded and glanced over her shoulder. Sure enough, there was a book on the table beside her chair on the balcony, beside a half empty mug of chamomile tea.

I took another step until my body was only inches from hers. She took a deep breath and fidgeted with the sleeve of her sweater.

‘If that was only your parents, why were you talking so quietly? And why do you look so suspicious?’ I asked as I glared at her, searching her eyes for the truth. But, I already knew she was a good actress, remembering the displays she’d once put on for my mother and the paparazzi.

‘I was talking quietly because I was outside and it was a private conversation. You have guards patrolling this place twenty-four hours a day. I’m not acting suspicious,’ she snapped, her jaw tilted up in defiance.

‘Looks like you are to me. Almost as though you didn’t want me to hear you?’

She shrugged. ‘Well, I suppose you’re right about that. You and my father aren’t exactly friends, are you? I just didn’t want us to get into a discussion about him, that’s all. I’m not hiding anything,’ she held her arms out wide. ‘I’m an open book.’

I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. ‘Your father is no enemy of mine, princess. After all, he gave me you, didn’t he?’

She smiled at me and leaned her body closer to mine, pressing her breasts against my chest and sending all of the blood from my brain rushing straight to my cock. ‘I suppose so,’ she purred.

‘If you’re lying to me, Alana-'

‘I’m not,’ she insisted. ‘I wouldn’t lie to you. But I did lie to my father.’

‘Oh? Why?’

She looked up at me with those huge brown eyes. ‘He asked me not to trust you and I told him that I don’t. It was easier than arguing with him.’

‘So, you do trust me then?’ I growled, feeling all the blood from the rest of my body rushing to my cock now too.

‘You know I do,’ she frowned. ‘I can, can’t I?’

‘As much as you can ever trust a devil, princess,’ I said and then I bent my head and trailed soft kisses up her neck. She smelled of vanilla and cherries and suddenly, I was desperate for her.

I pulled her sweater off over her head and was pleased to see she was wearing no bra. I moved my head lower and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and she moaned softly as she ran her fingers through my hair.

My hands travelled southwards, to the band of her yoga pants. Pulling them down over her ass, I was very happy to discover she wasn’t wearing panties either.

‘Buena chica,’ I mumbled against her skin.

I dropped to my knees, pulling her yoga pants down and off over her feet. I buried my head between her thighs, inhaling the scent of her sweet pussy. I gave her a quick kiss there before I stood again and lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around my waist. I carried her to the bed and threw her down onto it before pulling off my clothes as fast as I could.

‘Spread those legs for me, princess. I want to see what belongs to me,’ I growled and she obeyed instantly.

As soon as I was naked, I crawled over her and pinned her arms above her head. I knew she was already wet and ready for me and I pushed myself inside her, making her groan out loud.

I’d had a shitty day and I was angry and suspicious about the phone call I’d just overheard, and the best way I knew to make that better was to bury myself in her.

So that was what I did.

Over and over again.

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