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“Really? Can I?” Her round, brown eyes light up with so much excitement.

“Of course, you can,” Lucy tells her, ignoring me completely. I’d be pissed if I didn’t see the instant change in Anna’s face. Her mood did a one-eighty at the prospect of being around Lucy, and she’s not the only one. Fuck.

“Come on, girls.” Anna takes the steps in front of us, leading to the second floor.

I squeeze Lucy’s ass and lean in, growling out, “The director?” The bastard’s hands and mouth on my woman haven’t left my head. I refuse to imagine anything else because his torture will be that much worse.

“Jealous?”

Yes. “Just looking for the answer to my question earlier. He’s a dead man.”

“Why?” she challenges as Anna opens the bedroom door reserved for Lucy.

“He’s supposed to run the school, not to fuck the staff,” I whisper so Anna doesn’t hear, leading Lucy into the room. I see the bed and want to spread her out on it, fuck her wet cunt, period be damned.

“Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but he didn’t fuck me,” she answers. Anna takes that moment to turn back to us and we both wonder if she heard that. Lucy covers her mouth. “This room is breathtaking, Mr. Leone.”

“Anna, sweetheart, can you go make sure Lucy has enough towels?” She nods, stepping into the en-suite, and then I grab Lucy by the throat, drag her inside her closet, slamming the door closed.

“She’s just outside the door.” I don’t need a reminder about being quiet.

“I know. So listen closely to me. I own you now. No other man will touch you. If I hear of another man putting his hands on you, I’ll chop them off.”

“You’re crazy.”

“You’re learning.” I brush my lips against hers in a rough, hard, and possessive kiss, then release my hold on her. She involuntarily presses her fingers to her lips.

My reaction isn’t as visible in the darkened closet, but once I step outside, it won’t be missed, so I open the door, letting Lucy head out first while I adjust my painfully hard cock.

As I finally exit, Anna’s standing outside with her hands on her hips, wagging her finger at us.

“Uncle. I won’t get upset if you kiss Ms. Lucy. You didn’t have to send me for towels.” She rolls her eyes cutely, smarter than I give credit for.

“One day you’ll understand, sweetling. Now, if you ladies will excuse me I have matters to attend to.” Lucy looks at me strangely, pouting, but she doesn’t say anything. I want to taste those soft lips again—and so much more.

As I leave, Dino brings up the food; I stare at him and feel an overwhelming sense of territorial jealousy as if she’ll like him better than me, so I take the tray from him.

“Stand outside in case Anna needs you but don’t go inside the room otherwise. I won’t be long.” I bring in the tray, handing it to her while looking into her beautiful and yet surprised eyes. “Here you go, Lucy.”

“Thank you,” she says and amazingly, it’s genuine. Now I really want to kiss the hell out of her until she’s on my side instead of her piece of shit father’s.

Chapter Four

Lucy

As soon as Niccolò closes the door behind him, I feel like my heart can finally calm down, but then he opens it a second time with my tray of food in hand.

I see a burly man in a suit standing in the hallway, but Niccolò intentionally blocks my view with his tall frame. If I didn’t know better, I’d really believe he was jealous. He sounded jealous when it came to the director, and I swear my panties were just useless at this point.

Still, I’m overreaching on this. Maybe he wants to keep me isolated from his staff because I’m his property. He’s made it clear that I’m not to be trusted, so it’s a boss thing he’s got going on.

Niccolò is the boss, so like everything else, I’m just a cog in the wheel. An itch to scratch while also getting Anna some help.

Still, I take the food and thank him because I’m starving, and it smells delicious. I’d been so nervous that I barely managed a piece of fruit this morning before I left my apartment and got on the plane.

“So Anna, how are you doing? I know it’s only been a day, but how is it living here with your uncle in this big home?” It has to be extremely isolating given there’s no one her age and everyone here is a growly bear.

“Uncle Nico is nice to me, which is pretty cool. You should see my bedroom. You would think I was a princess.” She bounces her bottom on the bed with so much excitement that I’m starting to believe he cares for her.

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