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She gasps and digs her heels into my back, her hands gripping onto the sheets tightly.

“Just like that, Theá baby. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel,” I encourage as I turn it up one more setting, thrusting a finger into her dripping cunt.

“Fuck, Antonio, just like that,” she all but screams out, her eyes screwed shut as her back arches off the mattress.

“Look at me while I make you come,” I say.

Theá must be too consumed by pleasure, because my words fall on deaf ears. So I remove both my fingers and the vibrator, causing her to whine out and glare at me.

“I said look at me while I make you come,” I repeat, and she nods her head vigorously. “Don’t make me repeat myself again or you’ll regret it,tesoro.”

Another nod and I grin before giving her all her pleasure back again. As if I never took it away in the first place, she slips right back to moaning and grinding against my fingers.

Her moans become more and more breathy, and that’s when I decide I want to hear just how far I can push her. I remove my fingers, and before she can even complain, I thrust the vibrator inside. A high-pitched moan echoes through the room and I watch in awe as she fights to keep her eyes on me.

Her big brown eyes are glossy as tears take over her vision, but like the good girl she is, her gaze never leaves mine.

“Come for me,tesoro,” I say before sucking down on her clit hard.

In a matter of seconds, her thighs are trembling and her moans fill the room as she crashes down on my lips.

“F-f-fuck,” she says as she breathes heavily, coming down from her high. “I don’t think I can move right now.” She chuckles. I grin, removing the vibrator from her sensitive pussy, giving it a final kiss before sitting back on my haunches.

Her eyes hang lazily as she sinks deeper into the mattress. “Get some rest,tesoro. It’s been a long day,” I say as I stand up.

“No, wait, what about you?”

“This isn’t a transaction. I didn’t do that because I wanted anything in return; I did that because I wanted to make you feel good.” I kiss the top of her head, and I can see how she’s drifting off to sleep already.

Sleep doesn’t find me as easily, and after a few hours of tossing and turning, my phone vibrating gives me a reason to get up.

Valerie’s name flashes across my screen again. I grab it and a bathrobe, then head onto the balcony.

“Val? What’s up?”

“Took you long enough to answer,” a male voice answers, and my heart sinks. It’s not Ambrose’s voice; it’s one I don’t recognise at all, and suddenly it feels as if my blood runs cold.

“You knew the consequences for betraying us, Antonio. It’s time you learn your place in all of this.”

The call cuts, and I stare at the screen wide-eyed as I read through all of her texts. Multiple texts expressing her fear that someone was in the house, and then a few more saying that someone had gotten Ambrose, too.

“Cazzo,” I curse and rush inside, throwing on the tracksuit I had on earlier and grabbing my wallet.

I stand at the foot of the bed and stare at Theá. I contemplate waking her and telling her what’s going on, but I can’t shake the thought that she might’ve been a part of all of this. No one knew about this trip, and everyone involved was paid enough to keep quiet.

I swallow the lump that forms in my throat, she was the perfect distraction today, too.

“Cazzo,” I breathe again. I head over and kiss her on her forehead before slipping out of the room.

“Hello. I need everyone ready to leave in thirty minutes,” I say as I speak to the private jet company.

“Yes, Mr. Vitale. Where are you heading so that I can inform the pilot?”

“Marseille. And make sure there’s a car waiting for me when I land, ready to head to Gabriel Auclair’s manor.”

Chapter thirty-eight

Antonio