Page 43 of Her Cruel One-Sided Love

Massimo suddenly hauled her close, and the rest of what she had to say was replaced with a whimper.

Aaah!

Instead of kissing her as she was already breathlessly waiting for him to do, Massimo's fingers gripped her hair as he pulled her head back...so he could start sucking on her neck.

Oh!

She knew right away he was avoiding kissing her or touching her face because of her wounds and bruises, and his tenderness made her fall for him all over again...even as every part of her body burned in desire.

"Massimo..."

His name slipped past her lips in an aching whisper, and in a blink of an eye, she found herself gasping as he had her pressed aganst the cold, smooth glass of the windows in their living room.

"No!"

Her parents' apartment might be in the fourth floor, and the windows fully tinted, but Ysabel still felt mortifyingly exposed, and more so when she felt Massimo reach under her robe.

"S-Stop..."

But her protest quickly turned into a moan as his hands cupped the cheeks of her ass before giving them a tight, hard squeeze.

"I...I w-want to stay a virgin!"

The panicky claim was supposed to stop him, but all it did was make Massimo release a soft, lazy laugh that had her bare toes curling against the floor.

"And so you will,ciliegina mia."

Her knees buckled as soon as Massimo purred the words straight into her ears.

"But in the meantime, we can still enjoy each other's flesh...sì?"

She could no longer answer him coherently, with his fingers already tracing her folds over the shamefully soaked fabric of her panties.

Up. Down. Up. Down. Uuuuuuuup. Dooooooown.

That was just how long she lasted.

That was just how much she wanted him.

And she couldn't even make herself feel angry when she heard Massimo chuckle as her body writhed helplessly in her release.

Yes, yes, yes.

Ysabel felt as if she was floating, and lost as she was in a haze of desire, she couldn't even put up a token of resistance as Massimo guided her to the couch before going down on one knee and cleaning her up with his handkerchief.

Massimo struggled to make sense of his feelings as he gazed down at hisfidanzata.Ynez had often warned him about Ysabel's ability to fool and manipulate the people around her.She's so good at pretending to be nice, Mas. I'm just so scared if you let her close, she'll get her claws into you, too.

It was one of the reasons he had avoided Ynez's sister in the years they had been dating, and it was those words which now taunted him in his mind. Had he not come here, furious on Ynez's behalf and intent on demanding answers? So how had it ended this way?

"Massimo?"

He remained on his knee even as her searching gaze collided with his."Cos'è?" What is it?

"You never answered my question either. Why did you come here?"

A shuttered expression fell over his features as the uncertainty of her tone threatened to break the walls around his heart.

Because I was furious with you for hurting Ynez.

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