Once Upon a Villain by Diana A. Hicks

Author:Diana A. Hicks [Hicks, Diana A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hicks Media Group, Inc.

Chapter 4

Oh, Holy Night

Luce

Santino donned his suit jacket and tied his tie with swift and calculated movements, while he watched me get dressed. A tiny smirk played on his lips. Of course, he was gloating. No matter what he did or didn’t do, or how mad I was at him, he could always make me forget about everything with a single heated touch.

“Did I hurt you?” He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his trousers and cocked his head to search my gaze. “You have welts on your ass.”

“Oh.” I turned around to see my reflection in the mirror. The prints looked more painful than they really were. “It’s fine,” I mumbled.

I wasn’t going to tell him how much the smarting on my ass turned me on. Though I didn’t think he was looking for praise. He seemed truly concerned about my well-being.

“Let’s go home so I can take care of it.”

“Santino.” I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. “Sex has never been the problem between us. And you know that. So why don’t you tell me why you’re here. Or better yet, why did you think I needed to be punished for leaving the penthouse? I’m with you because I want to be with you. I’m not your hostage. Or has my status changed?”

“You’re not my prisoner, Red.” He released a breath. “I came here to talk to you about that. But then I saw you in that bodysuit.” He shook his head, as if trying not to think about what we just did.

I had to agree with him. I wouldn’t mind another round. But if he was here because he was ready to talk about us, I’d rather do that.

“Let’s talk in the car.” He gestured toward the door.

“Okay. But I need to pay for this first.” I pursed my lips to hide a smile while I showed him the fairly worn bodysuit. “You ruined it.”

“It’s perfectly fine.” He took it from me and gave it a quick shake to fluff up the fabric.

He escorted me downstairs, where the sales assistant waited patiently for us, even though the floor was crowded with customers doing some last-minute shopping. “Mrs. Buratti, did you find everything you needed?” she asked.

“Yes. Thank you.” My cheeks burned hot. I couldn’t tell if her soft tone meant she knew Santino had found me in the fitting room and most definitely gave me everything I needed. “We’re ready to check out.” I took the garment from Santino and slid it across the counter.

Of course, she didn’t notice me as she kept her gaze fixed on Santino. Yeah, he was out of place surrounded by Christmas ornaments and home goods. Santino’s natural habitat was a boardroom filled with antiques and old books—or our bedroom suite. His intense gaze was both terrifying and mesmerizing. I knew from experience that his magnetic presence wasn’t easy to get used to. By the daze in her eyes, it seemed, Paula was not immune to Santino’s charm.

“We’re in a hurry.

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