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Book 3 in the Del Rosso series
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"You."
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Reyna Del Rosso, the heir to the Spanish Mafia. A woman who was fed with a spoon made of gold. She got everyth...
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Goddamn him.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I push him away from me and fix my dress back up. Why, God why, did I let him do that?
"My fingers already have you trembling," Leonid comes up from behind me and whispers into my ear. "Just wait until my cock is inside of you."
Heat pools at the pit of my stomach and the hairs on the back of my neck rise from the feeling of his cool breath against my skin.
"You're such an asshole." I scowl and whip my head around to his direction.
"I'm an asshole yet you were dripping all over my hand," He says lowly, tilting his head. "What does that say about you?"
Without thinking twice, I slap him across the face and his head whips to the side from the impact. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I glare up at him.
In response, he pokes the corner of his mouth with his tongue and smirks as he rubs his jaw.
Before he can even get a word out, I yank the bathroom door open and storm out. While I make my way back inside, I tired to cool myself off because that dickhead knows how to piss me off. Plus, I don't know why it was so damn hot in that bathroom.
We shouldn't have done that but I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel good. No one has ever brought me that much intense pleasure like he did just now. I hate the way he makes me feel. So angry yet so good.
Walking into the hall, I make my way back to my table where Farha is and down the rest of my drink. I just want to forget about what happened but Leonid's words from earlier kept repeating in my head.
He doesn't want me going on that dinner with Luka and I don't know why.
"You okay girl?" Farha asks me as she watches me jug down the rest of my champagne.
"Mhm, I'm gonna head out. You coming?" I ask her.
"So early?" She questions with furrowed brows.
"Yeah. I have a headache," I reply. I can't stand being in the same room as Leonid right now. Speaking of the bitch he just walked in and heads straight towards his table. "Are you coming then?"
"I'm gonna have to," She sighs. "You can't drive with all that alcohol in you."
"Thanks bae," I sigh, giving her a side hug to show my appreciation. "I'm gonna say goodbye to everyone before we head out."
"Alright. We'll pickup dinner on the way back." She suggests.
"Sounds like a plan."
xXx
"Are you feeling better?" Farha asks me the morning after the ball.
"Yeah. Much better." I reply, pouring my coffee into my mug.
