CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
~Camilla
"Camilla," Stephano growled, the door slamming behind him as he stormed after me, dragging me back into his office. His hand caught my arm roughly, spinning me around.
"Don't touch me!" I shrieked, yanking free.
His face was flushed with anger, hair messy, lip still bleeding where I’d split it. He looked f*****g dangerous. And somehow, that only made the ache between my legs worse.
"You want to act like a goddamn child?" he barked. "Go ahead. But don't stand there and pretend you didn't know what this was."
I laughed.
"You think knowing about your mistress makes this less disgusting?" I snapped.
"You think it was easier watching you finish inside me while she stood there?"
He scoffed, dark and vicious.
"What the f**k did you expect, Camilla?"
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