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Rebecca swallows. “You did, but I usually —”

“We’ll wait,” he says, cutting her off.

She nods with a forced smile and leaves the room.

I’m so nervous I’m practically shaking. “Matti, I thought Tommy was handling him—”

Matti leans in and kisses me gently. Every muscle in my body relaxes, and I can feel his cum from a couple of hours ago leaking out of me and wetting my new silky thong.

“What kind of ring do you want, kitten?” he whispers.

“What?” I ask, caught off guard.

Matti gently runs his finger over my exposed cleavage. “Your engagement ring?”

“Matti…” I clench my thighs together as irritation pulses through me.

We are literally in the middle of a robbery and he wants to talk about rings? It’s too much, especially after his orgasm denial games and refusal to ask me if I want an engagement ring at all. I scowl at him.

Matti looks down at my clenched thighs and gives me a sly smile. “Am I leaking out of your wet cunt right now, kitten?”

“Matti,” I hiss, pointing toward the open door. Given the situation, I’m not at all interested in anyone hearing him talk to me like that. But I’m also getting so wet that I’m scared it’s going to show through my skirt.

He snakes a hand around my waist and grips my thigh, his thumb probing between my legs. Leaning into me, he runs his other hand over my stomach. Nuzzling into my neck, he slides one finger under my waist band and tugs on my thong, making the fabric bite into my wet pussy.

“That’s not all me, is it? I love how wet you get for me,” he groans, nipping my earlobe with his teeth.

A man I’m assuming is Lorenzo Marino steps into the room and gives a tight humorless laugh when he sees us.

“Young love,” he snorts, sitting in a chair on the other side of the table. Matti turns his head to look at him, but keeps his hands where they are.

Literally dying right now.I flush red and try to pry Matti’s hands off of me without drawing more attention, but I’m unsuccessful. Giving me a wink, he releases me and drapes his arm casually over the back of my chair.

“Lorenzo,” Matti says. He takes my hand in his and brings it to his lap, placing it so that I can feel his hard cock through his pants.

Mr. Marino can’t see our laps from where he’s sitting, but I try to pull away, anyway. Matti just presses my hand down harder.

How does he expect me to pull this off when he’s fucking with me constantly?

“What is it that you want with me, Mr. Dragovari?” Mr. Lorenzo bites out harshly, glowering at Matti. “Are you here to demonstrate how you and your asshole brothers are violating my daughter?”

Lorenzo Marino doesn’t look good. His face is gaunt, his eyes are dead, and he doesn’t look like he has eaten well or slept in weeks. It’s reminiscent of how Tommy looked today.

Matti’s face darkens. “Lorenzo, if your daughter ends up with Tommy Demonio, she’s going to have a loyal partner who worships her and her alone for life. If that’s what you mean by a ‘demonstration of violation,’ then yes, I’m prepared to do that for you today with my fiancee.”

“Your brother, Mr. Dragovari, has sent jewelry from this establishment alone to hundreds of different women since my daughter left for grad school,” says Lorenzo. “I wouldn’t call that loyal.”

“I’d like to have a ring designed for my fiancee,” Matti says, regarding Mr. Morino carefully.

I don’t understand how ring shopping for me fits into the fifty-minute time line. Or meeting with Mr. Morino at all. I finally work my hand out from under Matti’s and nervously smooth my skirt. Constantly being referred to as his fiancee is not making this any easier.

Mr. Marino speaks without emotion. “You want my advice, young lady? Run.”

Matti regards him for a moment, then leans back in his chair, his knees spread wide. “I have no intention of hurting your daughter, Lorenzo. Neither do Vin or Tommy. In fact, quite the opposite. We all want to make sure that she is safe and sound. But that’s not something we can do without your help. Do you understand?”

Mr. Marino looks at him from under heavy eyelids. He looks exhausted. “No,” he says flatly. “I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you took her in the first place.”

“I didn’t take her,” Matti corrects him. “Aurelio Demonio did, and he did it against Tommy’s will. Tonight, we are taking the first steps in rectifying that. Among other things.”

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