“No bra, dirty little mate.” Rafael ran his hand down my throat, dipping down to cup my left breast. I gasped when his thumb rubbed over my n****e. Diego moaned from where he was restrained, pulling and yanking at the ropes.
“Release him.” I demanded in a husky voice as I peered up at Rafael through my lashes. His jaw clenched as he looked at Diego’s direction. He looked conflicted, fighting a mental war.
“Please.” I asked, cupping his sharp jaw. He closed his eyes and reluctantly stepped away from me, letting out a sigh as he crossed the room. His eyes were locked on mine as he untied Diego’s restraints.
Run Diego. I told him in his mind, but he slowly shook his head. Rafael and Diego looked at each other, something unspoken passed between them. I backed away as they stalked towards me
