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To Love A Monster thirty-five.
ValentinaNicholas tugs on the zipper at the back of my dress, and a moment later, it slips to the floor and when he stands back to look at me, I push his shirt half off, two buttons popping. I take in his muscled chest, wide shoulders, the dusting of dark hair. I can’t stop looking at him, touching him, almost unsure this is really happening.He dips his head again to kiss me, his mouth wet as he leaves a trail down the center of my chest, my belly, crouching down before me to slide my panties off, eye level with my pussy. He kisses the flat of it and when he draws away, I shudder with the cool air against the space his mouth was. He combs his fingers through the small patch of hair I’ve let grow in, and when his mouth closes over my clit, I’m not sure whether it’s him or me moaning.I weave my fingers into his hair as he bends his head to lick my pussy before rising up, licking each of my nipples before straightening to his full height.“Fuck, Valentina,” he says, his voice a deep r
To Love A Monster thirty-four.
ValentinaI wish he wasn’t wearing that mask. I wish we were somewhere quiet and alone, and we weren’t wearing masks at all, and I could see if what I think I see is real. And he could see that ache that I know is written on my face. If he did, he would see that for me, it’s more real than anything else in my life. He can’t know how much those words he said to me after finding the ring in my pocket hurt. How much they still hurt. The wound they left is still raw. And right now, all I want is for him to know that.“Nicholas?”He takes a deep breath in, then turns to lead me up the stairs. The room is located above the stage upon which the orchestra is situated. From here you can see out into the ballroom while remaining unobserved. I wonder if this was where he’d been watching me from, like some sort of phantom. It’s a storage room of sorts full of dusty curtains and tablecloths, boxes upon boxes of dinnerware, crystal and silver service, the works.“Do you remember what happened the l
To Love A Monster thirty-three.
ValentinaMr. Bennett is speaking, but I’m only half listening, nodding now and again. I’m lost in my thoughts when his step falters and he turns. Someone is tapping on his shoulder.“May I cut in?”My heart drops to my belly. I look up at the man who stands a head taller than Mr. Bennett, dressed in a tuxedo that barely contains him—that, no matter how elegant, can’t hide the man beneath. The inelegance of him. The raw brutality of him.Nicholas Hendrick.The man I’ve been searching for since walking in here.The devil I want to hate but am drawn to like a moth to the flame.I get the feeling he’s been watching me long before this moment and waiting for his opportunity.“I knew it was a matter of time,” Mr. Bennett says, winking at Nicholas. He doesn’t even get a hint of a smile back. Nicholas’s turquoise eyes are locked on mine. He barely registers Mr. Bennett at all, and I get the feeling it’s not even conscious. A moment later, I am handed from one man to the other, pressed agains
To Love A Monster thirty-two.
ValentinaCielo spins me on the dance floor. His face is stone, and he’s barely said two words to me all night.The gala is being held in the grand ballroom of The Sinistral. I remember the first few years the Riccis held the event. Back then, it had been small enough that they hosted at their home. But the guest list has grown exponentially, and the Sinistral ballroom is bursting at the seams to hold everyone now.We haven’t spoken again about my breaking off our engagement, and his parents haven’t said anything to me about it. I know he told them, though. I heard the shouting coming from Mr. Ricci’s study, and Cielo’s been cooler to me since. Mira also. Mr. Ricci had had some meeting in town, so I haven’t seen him yet. I’m in no rush to run into him either.When I suggested I stay at a hotel, though, Cielo outright disagreed, and I told myself I’m choosing my battles. After tonight is over, I’ll head back to Boston. I’ll pack up the apartment and figure out my next steps then.I loo
To Love A Monster thirty-one.
NicholasI turn onto the driveway of the Russo house and drive up the long incline, parking the rented SUV out of sight. Although the Riccis will already have left for the gala, I don’t want to take a chance anyone might see me. I am breaking and entering, after all.The temperature is freezing. I’m in a tux, but don’t bother to put on my coat. I won’t be here that long. I make my way toward the porch, remembering how cozy it was when the Russos lived here. Now, debris has collected in the corners and the single chair left out here has toppled in the wind. I’d prefer to use the back entrance, but the lockbox containing the key is hanging on the front door, so here I am. I punch in the code Nigella had acquired from the realtor and the box opens. From inside, I retrieve the key and slide it into the lock to open the front door. Once inside, I close it behind me and pocket the key.The house is dark. I’m grateful for the moonlight shining in through the bare windows and off the snow on
To Love A Monster thirty.
NicholasI drive my rented SUV to the cul-de-sac where only the top of the Ricci mansion is visible behind the stone wall they’ve erected. Pretentious pricks. That’s not my destination, though. It’s the smaller house that belongs to the Russos. Well, at least for another few days.Is it considered breaking and entering once a number is agreed upon and paperwork finalized even if money hasn’t changed hands? Not that it matters for my purposes tonight. I need to get inside because I have a sense that time is running out.I think about my meeting last night with the Riccis. How smug they are still, even when they come to me, their enemy, for money. I should have made them beg, but I remind myself that is not the goal. My game is a long one. I will swallow what I need to now to have the final laugh in the end.But I know it hurt arrogant, self-satisfied Sly’s ego to have to come to me for money.My father is a self-made man. His money is as new as it comes, and as filthy.Born dirt poor,
To Love A Monster ten
Valentina"Wait!" I call out, but he's already halfway to the house, and I'm not sure he hears me because he's laughing at something Anya said. "Cielo, wait!" I crane my neck, my back against the wall, my elbows up outside the pool edge holding me up. "Cielo!" But he goes inside without looking bac
To Love A Monster six
Valentina"What are you doing here anyway? How did you get in?" I ask."Sly's security system leaves something to be desired." He releases my hand, steps away, and I feel the loss of him like I felt the cold coming in through the open door just moments ago. It's like he takes the warmth with him, t
To Love A Monster five
ValentinaA light goes on in the cottage and I jump, remembering how he'd caught me watching them that first day when they all moved in. What he'd said to me, his cryptic message to a twelve-year-old girl:Some things are better left unknown.Thinking back on it now, it's like he was reading my fut
To Love A Monster four
ValentinaPresentI unlock the front door of my childhood home. I haven't lived here for over three years, but it's always been home. Now, though, since Dad's arrest and very public trial, since the federal agents trampled through every room, pried into every corner, and dissected every aspect of o
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