Festum Mors (The Enigma Society) by C.A. Rene

Author:C.A. Rene [Rene, C.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

FORD

Sweat rolls from my temple and over my cheek, leaving a trail of salty coolness in its wake. I would rather be at the carnival than slaving here all day, but unfortunately, it’s only in town for a month. In the meantime, I need this job to sustain me for the rest of the year.

“No, I don’t have an appointment,” a familiar voice huffs. “But an excellent friend of mine works here. Ford Rossi.”

“Fuck,” I curse under my breath as I drop the towel I was using to wipe the grease off my fingers. Danielle Marcato, being here and seeking me out is bad. She never gave a shit about me before, and her sudden interest can only stem from whatever devious plan she has in place to piss off her brother.

“Rossi!”

I head toward the front desk and find Danielle leaning on the counter, her cream silk blouse no doubt being sullied by the soiled surface.

“Ford.” Her mouth puckers as she whines. “I need an oil change. My daddy will be so angry if he finds out I’ve neglected Romeo.”

She’s named her fucking car.

Francesco snorts from his seat at the desk, and I flick his ear as I make my way over to the Alfa Romeo. What I wouldn’t give to drive one of these, let alone own one.

“Isn’t he a beauty?” Danielle husks into my ear. She’s tall, around five feet, nine inches, but in those six-inch heels, she’s my height.

“Oil changes are tricky on these guys. It’ll take me a bit and it’ll be pricey.”

“Money isn’t an issue.” She waves her hand over her head, making her brunette waves sway. “I would pay whatever you want, knowing he’s in expert hands.”

She grabs up my filthy hands in her pristine ones and gives me a look from under her lashes. My cock stirs in my pants as a wash of shame comes over me. It looks like I’m affected by more than one Marcato.

With how possessive Monty has been lately, I wouldn’t put it past him to kill us both if he knew exactly what it was I’m feeling.

It’s just arousal at the prospect of a beautiful woman who smells of sunshine, and her deep pockets. Fickle, I know. But it’s the truth.

Is that how I feel about Monty? Is that why I’m doing what I am doing with him? Maybe I haven’t fully thought it through. I know we don’t have a future, but I am attracted to his lifestyle. I just want to feel what it’s like to live inside of his orbit for a little while.

That’s not so terrible. He must know this isn’t serious either. Once we’ve had our fill, we’ll return to Monty and Ford, best friends.

“Call me when the car is ready.” She slips a piece of paper into my pants pocket, no doubt brushing along the hardness of my cock.

Then she turns on her heel, causing her hair to flick me in the face, leaving me in a cloud of musk.

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