Ace had this place designed perfectly for us. I always thought Ace was a great interior designer and I even remember my parents joking around one night saying that Ace should be a home designer instead of a mob boss.

I know Ace even designed his own house as an engagement gift for Aria.

It's funny how he is an asshole to everyone, sometimes even his kids, but to Aria?

He will do anything and everything for her.

It's crazy how obsessed he is when it comes to her.

All thoughts about Ace go out the window when I see his daughter walk inside the kitchen with only a white t-shirt on.

No pants.

Fucking tease.

"Is there any coffee?" Thalia asks as she reaches up and opens one of the cupboards.

My eyes go to her ass. She is wearing pink underwear with a lacy fabric.

I don't think twice before walking towards her and grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her up against me.

Her body heat on mine makes me want to drown into her. I want to be absorbed by Thalia so bad I don't even want to think about anything else but her.

"If you're going to act like a slut then you are going to get fucked like one. Don’t test me today,” I say as my lips graze her ear.

Thalia puts her hand on my thigh, and she pushes her ass into my hips. "You hard, Xander?" Thalia whispers, seductively, turning her face towards me so that her lips are only a few centimeters from mine.

"Feeling bold today, Thalia?"

"Maybe just a little." Thalia grinds her hips back into mine.

Fuck.

My grip on her tightens and I bury my face in her hair.

Vanilla.

Sweet, sweet vanilla.

"You love teasing me, don't you?"

Thalia turns around so she is facing me. My hands are still on her hips, but her arms move away from my thighs, and they rest on my shoulders.

"Let’s have dinner today. Talk shit out. We might need it."

"And after?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Well, that's completely up to you and how our conversation goes, Xander." Thalia completely let’s go of me before walking out of the kitchen.

Fucking Thalia De Luca.

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It's currently six o'clock at night.

I am sitting at the table, waiting for Thalia to come down for dinner. The chef made gnocchi with homemade tomato sauce.

All the food is placed on the table. I'm just waiting patiently for Thalia fucking De Luca to grace me with her presence.

I was about to say fuck it all and leave but then I feel a touch that sparks my skin and lights it with passion.

"Finally, she's here," I mutter as I watch Thalia walk around me and sit in her seat in front of me.