The Shade's Of You. | ✓

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Sophia.

Charlie had woke me up somewhere along the night, almost pushing me off the bed with his little hands.

“Big boys sleep alone. I'm a big boy now.” He had told me, very sternly and with a very serious face that I almost believed him— almost, until he demanded a cuddle before he kissed my cheek and ran off, muttering a goodnight.

He was funny but so damn sweet and naughty!

And I knew Percy didn't come to bed last night, like he had promised to. I knew it because I didn't feel his warmth and that half of the bed was cold and unused and that hurt.

For a long minute.

But then I brushed it off.

It must have been nothing and he did seem. . . weirdly aggressive last night so, that work or whatever he had. It must have kept him busy throughout the night, I thought.

“Oh, hi.” I say to a man that stood at the kitchen, busy cooking something that smells fucking delicious and he smiles kindly at me, not even sparing a glance at my night clothes and I already like him for that. “You are. . . ?” I trail.

I thought I was the only one at the penthouse, which is why I didn't bother to change from Percy's dark shirt.

“MI chiamo Marlo e tu Mrs King?” He speaks, what sounds like Italian and I blink, how would I talk to him when I only speak English? “Non parlare italian?” He gestures to my mouth and I shrug, frowning at him for a short bit of time.

I slowly stroll over to his side at the sleek stove, peering into his pan before glancing back at him. “King?” I ask.

The man, who looks like a butler that those rich folk have in movies, looks at me and smiles, nodding his head. I stare at the man, taking in him and his cute with his big bluish eyes and dark brown hair. I'm about to ask him where when I take in a deep breath and the food smell wharfs and I sigh, turning back to look at it, questioningly.

I dip my pink finger into the red, bubbling liquid, trying hard not to let the quick burn dull my shine and I close my eyes.

Moaning loudly at the delicious taste. “So good.”

“SOPHIA!!”

My eyes widen and I jump back, hitting the man behind me— how did he even get behind me? I frown and move away.

Percy stands on the other side of the kitchen, staring at us accusingly and I pout at him, what did I even do now?

His green eyes flicker down to my thighs and back to me, a hard questioning look in them as he stands there, with his arms folded across him, looking dangerous and sexy.

I feel myself clench at the sight, god, he is handsome.

“Come here, amante.” He growls.

Slowly and purposely, I walk towards him and when I'm close enough to his body, he grabs me by my waist and kisses me, hard and fast, grabbing my ass with his free hand and I groan against his soft lips, kissing him right back. I feel myself slowly starting to relax against him.