Chapter 198
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I could not sleep.
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The room was too big and too quiet. Charlotte was usually on the other side of a suite wall, and even when
I hated the wall I knew she was there, breathing, existing, one shout away if something went wrong.
Down the hall was a different kind of silence. I hated that my mother could not just let her stay.
This was why I did not like coming home. She always tried to control every part of my life. She knew Charlotte was my friend, not someone I fooled around with. Still, she insisted on separating us.
I wasn’t a child. I could decide if I wanted her in my room or not.
She had walked into my room without knocking and moved Charlotte like luggage, and then she had pud Valentina Moretti in the room next to mine.
She could have given that same room to Charlotte. She’d made her point very clearly.
Then, after making that comment about Charlotte, claiming she didn’t need to eat any more food, I nearly knocked the whole table over and stormed out, holding Charlotte’s hand. I was taken aback that she hadn’t snapped back. Charlotte was someone who knew how to roast someone with her words-we did it to each other all the time. I guess she was trying to play it cool with my mom, even though she didn’t really have to. Honestly, my mother was just being a big pain in the ass. That’s exactly what I expected-and maybe even a bit worse.
They had not started the family business talk yet. I did not want that discussion. I was doing what I loved. I wanted them to accept it.
I was made to race. It was in my blood. I lived for the speed. I enjoyed it.
Valentina was beautiful. I was not blind. My mother had brought her hoping I would end the night in that bed instead of this one.
I did not trust my mother. She always had a plan.
She must have crafted her plan with Valentina carefully, orchestrating every step. Get him close enough to lower his defenses. Make him careless, slipping up in his comfort. If needed, get pregnant to ensure he’s locked into you; my mother is willing to do whatever it takes to control the situation.
And Valentina, she was eager as well to slip in and trap me. I could feel it.
I was not falling for that trick no matter how beautiful the girl was. I had told Charlotte I would not sleep with her and I had meant it.
I got up.
Then walked the hall like a thief in my parents’ house. I needed to see Charlotte. I missed her. Maybe we could go for a walk and talk a little.
Charlotte’s door was not fully shut.
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I opened it slowly, a crack, enough to see if she was awake, enough to say this is stupid, go back to bed.
roze.
I heard moaning.
Wait a minute. Why would there be moaning? Did she have someone in here? Panic instantly took over.
But I soon realized it was only her. Just Charlotte.
I followed the sound before my brain caught up and then I had a full view of her and my mind went blank.
Charlotte.
On the bed. Dress shoved up.
Pretty pussy in my view-wet pussy.
I watched her finger sliding in and out, slow. Head tipped back. The same mouth that had kissed me in Monaco.
I could not look away.
It was like a spell. A very strong one. I watched her touch herself. I listened to the sweet sounds she made. I felt like I was losing my mind.
All I wanted was to cross the room, spread her legs, and finish the job with my mouth, my hands, anything she would let me use.
My cock went hard so fast it hurt. I already knew the shower was going to be another loss. Nothing would help the strain in my pants. Nothing but her.
Valentina could have walked in wearing nothing and I would still have been standing here, staring at the girl my mother had put down the hall on purpose.
Staring at the girl that was supposed to be my best friend. Yet here I was, unable to look away while she played with her pretty pussy.
I could not believe this was happening.
The right thing was to leave. I should not have been watching my best friend play with herself in my 1 mother’s house.
Still, I stayed. Watched the slow push of her finger. The way her hips lifted. A sound she tried to keep in her pillow.
A noise outside-a door, something that did not matter, yanked me out of it.
Fuck.
What the hell was I doing? Had I completely lost my mind?
I left.
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Fast. Quiet. Door eased back.
What the hell was that?
I did not go to the shower.
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I went back to my room, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at my hands like they belonged to someone who still knew the rules.
Best friend. The one girl I did not sleep with.
I had just watched her come apart on her own fingers and I had wanted to be the reason.
Sleep was not coming. I would spend the entire night thinking of that pussy. I’d never seen anything prettier. And I’d seen a lot.
Fuck me.
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Dex Morgan
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