𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Party Games And A New Player.

Hey guys I'm sorry it took so long to update. I wanted to finish editing His Sinful Desire before continuing with Her Sinful Obsession. I didn't realize it would take so long though. Also I've been a bit busy with my family and whatnot. I couldn't find a spare minute to sleep much less write 😓😓😓

Anyway here's a nice long chapter for you guys. I hope you enjoy it. I'll try to get the next one up as soon as I can. As always thank you for your patience and understanding.

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(First Edit)

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

"Who wants cake and ice cream?" I asked cheerfully as I entered Andrès' room with a tray of cake and four ice cream cones.
"I do! I do!" Ryan and Rachel exclaimed happily. Smiling, I set the tray on the coffee table and handed them their cones as well as a napkin in case they made a mess.

"Jasmine would it be alright if we watched a movie?" Ryan asked.
"Sure that's fine," I permitted. "Nothing too scary though. And be sure to find something that all of you can enjoy."
"Can we watch Wreck It Ralph 2?"

"No way! We watched that too many times and I'm sick of it!" Rachel groaned. "Let's watch Hotel Transylvania 3 instead."
"Pass. We watched that too many times over summer vacation," Andrès grimaced. "What about The Meg?"

"Absolutely not," I refused. "Annalise doesn't want Ryan and Rachel watching PG 14 movies and you know it. Find something else. Why not let Marisa choose?"
"I don't have any preferences, anything is fine really," she said as she licked her ice cream.

"Wreck It Ralph 2 it is," Ryan grinned as he picked up the remote.
"No, no, no!" Rachel exclaimed as she stretched over him to take it back. "I want to watch Hotel Transylvania 3!"
"Hey quit it!"

"Alright that's enough!" Taking the remote from Ryan I put on the TV and went to Netflix. "Since you can't decide I will find something for you kids to watch." Scrolling through the options for a few seconds I clicked on The Grinch and set the remote on the coffee table. "There."

Satisfied with my choice the four of them settled in front of the TV with their cake and ice cream. Picking up the tray I left the room and went back downstairs where my mother and Sabrina were serving cake and ice cream to everyone else.

And those who didn't want ice cream with their cake had glasses of Vin Brulé - a warm Italian drink made with wine, citrus peel, honey, cloves and spices. It was typically enjoyed during the cold winter months and could also be drunk after dinner as a digestif.

Valentino told me that when they were kids Nonno would sit in front of the fire and drink this with Dad and Enzo. Then as they got a little older he'd give them a sip so they could taste it.

"My goodness this cake is delicious. Did you make it Jasmine?" Annika inquired.
"No but Nonna did. Italian cream cake is Valentino's favorite so she made it for him this afternoon," I tell her as I cut into my cake with my fork.

Taking it a step further I piled a spoonful of the hazelnut ice cream onto it and put it in my mouth. As soon as the desserts hit my tongue I let out a contented moan.

"Tesoro," Valentino groaned.
"Hmm?" I hummed as I ate some more cake.
"Could you please refrain from doing that? It's driving me insane."

Swallowing, I darted my tongue out to lick my lips. "I have no idea what you're talking about Val. How am I driving you insane?"
"Your moans," he gritted out. "You know what they do to me. So stop before I can no longer control myself in front of our guests."