Chapter 22


    I like some darkness, even if it doese from Master Carrero. There is no one quite like him. For his


    ws anyway, I have to say, he can be amusing. ‘‘Lucie is my biggest fan. He secretly adores me and is


    just jealous that you get to sleep up here with me every night. He totally imagines the worst.’’ I flutter


    innocentshes and continue sipping my drink, exuding my sexual confidence with subtle little


    mannerisms that are as natural as breathing to me nowadays. Wasn’t so long ago I had to force each


    one to build this fa?ade known as Cami Walters.


    ‘’Possibly because Alexi tells him the worst.’’ Ginoughs and the little flicker of smug crossing Alexi’s


    face makes me wonder how much truth is in that joke. I have no idea how he got lumbered with


    Luciano other than through family but I don’t get the feeling he likes him at all and canpletely


    imagine him using subtle hints to get under his skin. Lucie already thinks I’m banging the boss and


    that’s why I get preferential treatment, it would annoy him wholly if Alexi hinted at it too.


    ‘‘I get to cut him loose in three months when he hits retirement. Until then, I ignore him.’’ Alexi downs


    his drink and slides it on the table, tossing a cushion aside and gestures to me with a finger wiggle,


    patting the couch next to him suggestively and I just narrow my eyes. He actually smiles and the world


    does not selfbust. I hate that when he does it, even though it’s so rare it’s almost an endangered


    species; it makes me a little weak and weird for him. Alexi has dimples and a gorgeous smile when he


    flexes those muscles and I despise him more for it. It does funny things to my insides.


    ‘‘What? It’s not like you to want me so close … Are you drunk?’’ I watch him suspiciously, looking way


    too self-assured and chirpy for my liking, yet I get up and move anyway. I know underneath that almost


    happy look, he’s still brewing close to the pissed he was on the phone and don’t want to push my luck.


    He’s being non-Alexi and I should just tread carefully when he is not behaving as he normally does.


    Changes in character are usually a huge warning sign with any man and handling him with kid gloves is


    a must.


    I walk over and sit down closer, about a foot away and nestle myself back into my cross-legged pose


    and try to exude my confidence and ease, even though I feel anything but. Alexi reaches out, putting a


    hand across my legs so he cups my thigh and yanks me a tad closer. It makes me jump and almost


    spill my drink all over him. It’s not like him to be so hands-on or want me glued to his side like this and


    Gino is watching with interest while depositing his own drink on the table.


    I have a moment of rm, a pang of doubt as I remember brothers from high school and how they


    were famed for group fucking the same girl; that was their kink—brotherly banging one girl at one time


    and my eyes dart from one to the other in rm. If Gino likes that kind of thing, maybe Alexi is willing,


    even if he does have me on a sex ban.


    Is that what twins deem appropriate because they are technically from one cell and half of one person?


    I stiffen as he tries to pull my legs closer possessively. It’s only now that I am this close that I realise


    Alexi looks a little wired and even in the darkness of the room his pupils are tiny. Gino looks the same


    and it’s not a coincidence. I look around for tell-tale signs of cocaine but see nothing at all, trying to find


    any other reason why my normally cool and cold arsehole of a boss seems to be suffering from a


    schizophrenic personality.


    ‘’I want you toe closer, no reason.’’ His eyes lock on my mouth, he slides an arm behind me on the


    couch to rest along the back behind my head and this time I know for sure something is up. I feel


    incredibly ufortable and look to Gino for answers. Alexi looks like he wants to devour me, eyes


    honed on me in a way which says ‘’I will fuck you right here, right now.’’


    Alexi made it clear he does not ever want to cross this line so there is no way in hell he is in his normal


    frame of mind. He’s so close I can feel his breath on my cheek and his body warmth is taking over me.


    I tremble with the waves of testosterone oozing my way.


    ‘’Are youing to our opening night?’’ I try to keep the nerves out of my voice, fixating on Gino but


    Alexi running a finger down my throat to the open neck of my shirt dress makes me flinch. I’m not sure


    what to make of his sudden attention and smile his way adoringly, trying to ignore what he’s doing as


    he angles close enough to dip and lick my neck if he so desired. He angles so close I think he actually


    might and swallow hard, palms instantly mmy and trembles ensue.


    I am trying to read this sudden sexual interest in me and not react like I want to get up and run. I know


    how to y the game and I endure his touches with little outward reaction, as though having a cougar


    like him size me up for the kill is normal daily work routine.


    The sizzle of electricity in the very small space between us is suffocating me and despite not wanting


    this, my body starts reacting like a wanton whore at his closeness. I tighten my knees and curse myself


    out for having traitorous reactions to the man I really do not like. He may have the personality of a drain


    sewer, but physically my body is still hot for him. Gino just watches me with a smile and I feel like I’m


    being hemmed in my two predators on the prowl for meat. Heart rate elevating that maybe I am in over


    my head and should get out of this room. I can barely breathe, my lungs getting tight and my inhales


    are shallow.


    ‘‘Do you need me to go get you a girl? You’reing across as very horny and in dire need of relief.’’ I


    catch his hand as it heads to my first button and shove it off gently, pulling my dress back up and


    buttoning it one higher so no cleavage is on show; sending him a clear message to stop, flicking a


    nce and a re his way that is loaded with a warning.


    I don’t know what this is but I don’t like it. He doesn’t cross this kind of line and I have no idea why he’s


    doing it now. He had a chance with me and he blew me off. The feeling is now mutual and I have no


    desire to be his next bedroom victim.


    Alexi looks annoyed and tugs my legs in against him again so that my knees are pressed against his


    fully and my thigh is touching the full length of his upper leg warmly. I am practically sitting on hisp, in


    the arc of his arm and very much in his personal space. It’s suffocating. I don’t think I have been this


    close to him since the opera and I really have no clue why he’s behaving so erratically or so over the


    top possessive. He is not one of the sex-starved men he likes to mess with, so I doubt he has a serious


    itch that needs to be scratched.


    ‘‘Rx sweetheart, my brother and I are always inpetition. He doesn’t like the fact I made eyes


    and remarks about his sexy little redhead. Alexi doesn’t share his toys, he never has, much to my


    disappointment. He’s sending me the signals, not you. A HUGE back the fuck off Gino!’’ Gino is


    amused, he stands to pour himself a drink from the table and throws me a wink and a dirty look as he


    makes an obvious assessment of my body and legs. Alexi doesn’t react, he just watches his brother


    with zero facial expression and I take a moment to calm the erratic pounding of my heart.


    I really want to move away from all this male dominance shadowing me, but I physically cannot move. I


    stay facing forward, otherwise a turn of the head will put my face right against his.


    ‘‘I asked him if I could fuck you. This is his answer.’’ Gino smirks. I nch at him and then throw a wary


    look at Alexi sideways. Not sure when this little question was asked but not sure how to react either.


    Wondering if that is what all those gestures were about and not understanding how they could trante


    so much silently. I know he doesn’t want me to screw around and damage his reputation, but this is his


    twin, and we are in his private apartment.


    As for Gino? Well, he is aplete wanker, assuming I am a possession you ask to borrow and not


    someone who can make her own choices.


    What is it with these Carrero men? It’s all about fucking ownership!


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    ‘‘You have a girlfriend. Go home and fuck her, this one’s hands off.’’ Alexi says coldly and even though I


    rebuffed his fingers on me, he still has his arm around my legs like he’s protecting his kill from other


    savage animals. His touch is searing my skin and heating me to volcanic levels as goosebumps travel


    over every part of me. He’s definitely on something and I start searching the side of his face for other


    signs of drug use.


    ‘’Here … want some?’’ Gino holds out a silver box to me, almost reading my mind and this time I can


    see I was right to be suspicious. Cocaine in a vessel for easy snorting. Both have been up here getting


    high and I just give him a long look as I try to figure out what sort of answer I should give.


    Drugs are not my thing at all, but I have learned in thepany of men high on it, that refusal just


    makes them agitated and suspicious. I would rather do a small line and make them rx around me


    than have an argument about not wanting to. I used enough drugs on the girls I pimped out to keep


    them timid and pliable but I avoided product myself to keep a clear head. Maybe now is not the time to


    refuse.


    I reach out as Gino drops the metallic container in my hand, but Alexi takes it from me almost as soon


    as it hits my palm and throws it back at his brother aggressively, a frown enveloping his face. His eyes


    almost glowing with inhumane ability. Gino catches it expertly with fast reflexes.


    ‘’No!’’ It’s that icy tone again and Gino looks right back with a sinister twinkle of mischief. I however, am


    shocked at the instant refusal, especiallying from someone who pushes and uses product like he


    does, yet he suddenly doesn’t want me to do it. I know Alexi uses it socially from time to time.