Page 6 of The Agreement

“She’s a prude, a bore. She won’t be able to give you what you want, what you crave.” Valentina swallowed hard; maybe this chick had a point. Her experience with men had been a few small and stolen kisses.

“She’s not a prude.”

“You called her that! You know how many men were after her and yet she turned every one of them away as if they weren’t good enough. You will get bored and you will call me.” Valentina walked away from the door, her heart pounding. She knew he disliked her, but she wasn’t aware his feelings were that strong. The rest of her life looked bleak as she thought of that. She had no clue how she was ever going to have a love marriage, not when feelings were like this.

She finally found the restroom but gasped as she ran into a body, so wrapped up in her thoughts as she was. “I’m sorry.”

“No worries, Valentina, you made me a happy man.” Her head snapped up at the voice, a voice that had constantly asked her out, a voice that always talked to her, a voice that said she was okay for those few kisses.

“Dante DeLaurentis.”

~ Chapter 6 ~

Giovanni watched the three people as he sipped on his own wine, although his eyes kept straining back to her, with her long black hair pulled up into a high ponytail and the nude-colored dress tight on her body. Again, he couldn’t quite explain it, but he was grateful that all of that was, and would remain, his.

“Vinny?” He let out a soft sigh as his eyes broke away from her and turned to look at his cousin, and his best friend, along with his second.

“What is it, Salvatore?”

“Jennifer came in, caused quite a scene. Your dad took her to the library.”

“Fuck, he will be pissed.”

“I thought you told her?” Giovanni gulped down his wine and handed the empty glass to his cousin.

“I did, but it’s obvious she failed to understand it. Let me go take care of this before my dad blows a fuse.” Vinny made his way to the library and strolled right in. His eyes took in the blonde beauty before him. He rather enjoyed his time with Jennifer, and yes, he did question if he could discreetly swing seeing her but he knew better. He had many loyal men within the family, men who would keep his secrets. But he also had many that stood straight behind his dad and would spill the seed on this one.

He took her in before he cleared his throat, his eyes drinking in her lush curves and long legs. Sure, he had plenty of women, but oddly enough, he kept coming back to this one woman. And maybe, he would have dated her, if that was ever his thing. For sure not marriage, though. Jennifer was not Italian and marrying her wouldn’t have flown with either of his parents, actually. So, for him, she was enough for a fuck and nothing more, which she knew and understood. This would explain why he was so very confused she was here, she knew better.

“Jennifer,” he said, causing her to turn and smile at him.

“Valentina is very pretty.” Yes, she was which told him that Jennifer had at least been around his home tonight long enough for her to have seen Valentina. Since Jennifer wasn’t part of any family, she wasn’t around the group he usually hung out with, so the paths of Jennifer and Valentina would never have crossed.

“Thank you, but what are you doing here?”

“I came to offer my congratulations, of course.” She stepped over to him, her hips swaying and his eyes ran over her. From the top of her plunging neckline to the way the dressed grabbed her hips, his eyes took it all in.

“How did you get into my house?”

“I have my ways.” He lifted a brow, her answer actually disturbing him. If she snuck it, then he needed to check the windows and doors. If she got passed people, he needed to check the staff.

“Tell me.”

“I got in with the catering crew.” Jennifer had no idea how many people she just put in danger. He had never gone into exactly what he was, why should he? They weren’t anything. So, he was pretty damn sure she had no idea how much danger she could have put herself in either. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

“Why would you do that?”

“To see you, to talk to you.”

“I told you that we were done, we had to be.”

“You told me you were getting married and you couldn’t cheat, yet you must have been cheating on her this whole time.” In this case, he really hadn’t been. But Jennifer never saw the news, so really had no idea about him. And given that, he knew he couldn’t explain the agreement, which led to him keeping his mouth shut right now. “Come on Vinny, you can still meet up with me.”

“Jennifer, when I met up with you a week ago and told you I was done, I meant it.” God, Giovanni hated when his dad was right, and he had been. Donatello had warned his son not too get to close to this woman, but he didn’t listen. Not that he was ever planning anything with Jennifer, but he had gone back to her more than the others, and it seemed she thought something more would happen; that all of their past gave them something special.

“She’s a prude, a bore. She won’ be able to give you what you want, what you crave.” His jaw clenched at that. No, she might be reserved and withholding, but he knew that he could open her up to his sexual world.

“She’s not a prude.”

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