Page 11 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

Best birthday presentever.

“Go.”

I blink fast, squinting into the darkness.

The first word he’s uttered since the beginning of our time together.

He’s kicking me out? After all ofthat?

Heat rises in my cheeks. He obviously wasn’t a virgin. Maybe he wasn’t impressed with his partner. I grit my teeth and feel around on the bed and floor for my dress. I struggle to get it back on without being able to see a damn thing in front of me.

I use my feet to feel around for my shoes and then quickly slip them on. I tiptoe in the direction of where I think the door is.

He doesn’t want to see me again.

My chest tightens.

He doesn’t even want to know my name.

Maybe this didn’t mean anything to him. Maybe he comes to these things all the time, getting off on fucking girls in the dark so he doesn’t have to deal with messy expectations afterward.

With my hand on the door knob, a fleeting thought takes hold. A sudden urge to find out more about this insatiably seductive man grabs hold of my mind. I want to understand – who he is and why he comes here.

Then again, knowing too much always ruins things. Better to keep him in my mind and heart as the anonymous man who helped me experience the kind of release I’ve only read about in smutty romance novels.

Because what are the odds that he’d be my Prince Charming?

I bet he’d be more like the anti-Prince Charming.

I take a deep breath and turn the knob.

And a guy like that could never be my forever.

CHAPTER5

MATTEO

Ifinish buttoning my shirt at the same time my phone pings with an incoming text. My spine tenses.

Dammit.

He already knows.

But it doesn’t have me moving any faster. I should be dressed and out the door by now, but my mind is still caught on the anonymous woman who’d been in my arms until only a few minutes ago.

She obviously didn’t know the rules.

Don’t ask, don’t tell.

Silence is key.

And she obviously didn’t realize there’d be no cuddling afterward.

This room is one of many that were set up as private playrooms with complete anonymity. You come in, you fuck each other senseless, you leave. In these rooms, you can be whoever you want and escape your reality for a little while.

I couldn’t look for her if I wanted to. I’d be breaking my own rules.

Letting out a deep sigh, I run a hand through my hair.

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