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"I see. What about children born out of wedlock?"
"If there are any, they are not known to me, and they have no rights, nor do they enjoy any benefits. I could also imagine that my father had them killed when he found out about them."
"Lovely man," I murmured. "And your grandfather gave you the ring?"
"It was part of his estate. He didn't die until a few years after Rina, so I'm saying that I don't plan to start anything with another woman. Even if at some point you decide to choose a life outside of Tramonti. I'll just go back to what has worked for me over the years."
Amused, I looked at him. He was so different from his brothers. I had heard about Emilio's escapades and Dario's countless one-night stands. Vincenzo kept a low profile and then said things like that.
Unbelievable.
"That would make me look pretty stupid if I started something with another guy," I stated before the penny finally dropped. "Wait a minute. That's some twisted way of telling me this will be something exclusive!" I jumped up indignantly.
Vincenzo shrugged.
"I can't believe you can't just say that normally! By all the gods, what did you think I was thinking?"
"I don't know. We never talked about it."
"Which was mostly because you set clear boundaries from the beginning."
"Which you crossed several times just like that," he calmly stated.
"I don't think you can blame me for that yet." At least not after he changed his attitude in a pleasantly surprising direction, which was also noticed by his siblings and welcomed by everyone.
"As you hear, I can do it very well."
I bumped against him with my shoe. He still wanted to provoke me, didn't he? Bring me a little out of the concept and thus distracted from the fact that he was worried about whether I was sleeping with another man on the side.
As if I were so tired of life and that too in more than one.
"Sometimes you're a really nasty bastard, do you know that? You sit there, spouting statements like that, and meanwhile, you're also deeply relaxed."
"How else am I supposed to be? Short-tempered? A little choleric?"
"I actually got used to that, yes," I replied, suppressing a grin.
It was so lovely to argue with him. I knew exactly which buttons to push to elicit a specific reaction. On clue it didn't surprise me that he jumped up and stood before me.
He liked to take advantage of his height because when he stood right in front of me, I had to look up to read the reactions on his face.
With my arms crossed, I looked up at him, a grin playing around my lips because I knew exactly what I would say next and already had an idea of how he would react.
"You know, you could have just said it. You could have said, 'Amedea, I expect a certain loyalty between us.' It's not that hard." I just couldn't let go of teasing him about it. Vincenzo always knew precisely what he wanted and how to get it, too. So what was so hard about taking it from me as well?
I was more than willing to give it to him.
"Because I'm not the man you want. But you are the woman I need," he growled. Whatever that meant, I didn't get around to exploring it further.
He grabbed my waist and leaned over me for a quick, hard kiss. Vincenzo never seemed to have the time to really savor this first encounter. Instead, he let go of me far too quickly, turned me around, and then pushed me toward the chair.
"Ever had an orgasm with a view like this?" he asked in a raspy voice.
Nervousness shot through my body. "No," I answered, laughing, unsure what was going through his mind now.
"Then let's change that," he said before sliding his lips over my neck until he reached my collarbone. His hands wandered over my body, and the heat I had felt before turned into a fiery inferno. One that he was to blame for.
With a deft movement, he pulled my top over my head, let it fall to the floor, and then, after a brief appreciative glance at my almost naked torso, was immediately back to touching me.
