She has some fucking nerve, invading our special place like that. No girl had ever stepped foot in that room before her; we planned to have our girl be the only one who'd ever been in there. It was supposed to be for our future love, and only her. But now, Wren tainted the room. It was bad enough when she was in the room in the penthouse, but now she had been in the one here as well? That's a bad sign already. Working with her is going to be hell. Who cares if she smells like lavender and sex? Or that her body is perfect in every way? Or that she's insanely smart? Fuck this.
Following the guys and Wren back down to Enzo's office is torture—her ass is practically hanging out of those shorts. Damn I would love to see how pretty her skin looks decorated with handprints and marks. I bet she would enjoy being spanked. What the fuck is wrong with me? I shake my head, wishing the obscene thoughts away. This girl is trouble—and the enemy. She sits down in Enzo's chair at his desk as if she owns it.
"That's my chair. Nobody sits there except me," he states.
"Do you want me to write this fucking code for you or not?" she asks, attitude seeping through her words.
"Watch your fucking tone with me little one," Enzo warns.
"Or what?" she pushes, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows. Enzo chuckles darkly and bends down, centimeters away from her face, before threatening her.
"Or you will find out how psycho Santiago really is."
"I know how crazy he is. It's always the quiet ones."
"I may be quiet, but I can't hold in my excitement when I get to hurt people," I say.
"How ironic, I can't hold in my excitement when people hurt me," she smirks. Enzo moves away, letting me take his place. My hands lean on the armrests of the chair, caging her in, but she doesn't shy away.
"You couldn't handle me, sweetheart," I whisper.
"I would love to prove you wrong," she responds, and lust flashes through her eyes momentarily. A low growl escapes the back of my throat—she's getting to me, and she knows it.
"As much as I want to see where this goes," Luca interrupts, "we really need to figure out this money issue and get out of here before Matteo does something stupid and we get caught with our pants down."
"He's right, we should get back home where we have more power in case he tries to pull something," Enzo adds. I nod and step away from the vixen in front of me. She'll be fun to play with, but I know how dangerous it would be to get involved too much.
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Weaponizing Wren
Romance"Matteo Brooks killed my father for his power, which means we have a common enemy. You need me if you want to take him down." "Why would we need some spoiled mafia princess?" "Because you want what everyone else wants. Eduardo Patelli's secret weapo...
