Page 15 of Kissing the Villain

“And let them win? Not a chance.”

“It’s up to you.” Aiden cupped my shoulder. “Whether we stay or go, I will let you decide.”

As I opened the front door, Luca called out my name. I ran out of the house as if it were on fire, furious with him for controlling my life.

7

ALEX

In the middleof the night, I felt someone climb on top of me. A hard body pressed down on mine, and my eyes shot open, panic flooding my chest. Then, a hand covered my mouth, and I struggled to breathe.

“Shhh,” Luca said. “I won’t hurt you.”

I kicked and squirmed, struggling to break free from his death grip, but he was too strong.

“Are you going to play nice, baby girl?”

Using every bit of my power, I shoved at his chest, but it was like trying to move a car with my bare hands, pointless and not worth the energy.

“Are you going to scream if I move my hand?”

I shook my head.

He uncovered my mouth.

I sat up and punched his arm. “Why are you doing this?”

He stayed on top of me, his mouth inches from mine. “You walked out on me. Made me look like a fool in front of my family. After everything I have done for you, you spit in my fucking face.”

“You lied to me,” I choked out. “You promised not to get involved with my career. I never asked for your help, Luca. I toldyou I wanted to do this on my own. At dinner, I felt like your dad was mocking me for not selling out my first exhibition by myself.”

“My dad is an asshole. He shouldn’t have acted that way.” He stroked my cheek with his long fingers. “I’m sorry, baby girl.”

As Luca gripped my thigh, wrapping it around him, I felt how much I turned him on. Some days, I wanted him more than air. Other times, I hated his guts. His father humiliated me, but it wasn’t his fault. By buying my paintings, Luca made my first exhibition look like a success to everyone in the art world.

“Why did you buy my paintings?”

Luca clenched the side of my face. “One day, you will be my wife. You’ll give me sons. You will be my queen. I would do anything for you, Drea.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“Because I hated the thought of anyone owning paintings you created for me.”

His hard cock rubbed against my wet panties, making it harder for me to focus. I loved how he felt on top of me and wanted him to explore every inch of my body. Maybe there was something wrong with me.

He peppered my jaw with aggressive kisses, his fingers sliding down my throat. I widened my legs for him, tilting my head back against the pillow so he could suck and bite my neck. Heat rushed between my thighs, and I arched my hips to create some friction.

“Luca, I changed my mind.”

“About what?”

“I don’t want to wait.”

“Are you sure?”

I gripped the waistband of my panties and shoved them down. If I were going to lose my virginity, it would be on my terms.

“Aiden is down the hall. We need to be quiet.” I kissed his lips. “Please don’t hurt me.”

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