“Mr. Dévon I—,”, Rachel stutters,her voice trailing off into a stunned whisper.
She stands frozen in the doorway, her eyes widened in shock. As she takes in the intimate scene before her, her mind refuses to grasp the situation.
My cheeks, initially flushed from Luca’s seductive move earlier, deepens into a deep crimson hue.
My eyes dart downward as I tuck my bottom lip into my mouth. I begin to suck fervently, a nervous habit I couldn't shake. Luca's gaze shifts to Rachel’s face, an amused expression drawn on his face.
“It seems we have an audience, Stella," he says, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
Luca’s brows furrowed as he notices my lip-sucking. He reaches out, his fingers grazing my chin, and gently pulls my lip free.
“I would appreciate you not doing that. It's mine to do,
