Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 17

LEIGH-A*I

There was no way in hell I could have imagined that Lorenzo Cattanio aka my neighbor who cooks panty dropping spaghetti was our party’s surprise guest who donated gazillions to our hospital. When I mounted the stage and called out everyone who made the donations, I had been so curious as to who graced us with such an impeccable endowment!

There was no way I thought of him. I didn’t even know he was here today. Imagine my surprise when my eyes landed on his name after opening that damn envelope. My jaw flat out dropped. And then when he appeared from the far corner in his mighty glory, I just… I couldn’t. He was so hot. Like insanely hot. No man was allowed to look that way. Especially a married man! I mean that wasn’t fair in all ways! 1

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He was dressed neatly in the maroon Armani three piece suite with a black tie that made him look like something that just jumped from a magazine. I had watched him as he gracefully made his way to the stage, pulling the whole universe at his hand! He was just so awesome.

“What are you thinking about?” I looked up to him and shook my head! Soft music continued pouring from the giant speakers of the ballroom. Everything was all said and done and we just lazing around and dancing all over the floor. He had insisted that he was going to have a dance with me and I couldn’t find in in me to turn him down!

“You.” I admitted flatly!

“Hmmmm! That’s a first! What are you thinking about me?” His hot iced mint breath caressed my face making me very aware of his vicinity and how my body was pressed against his. His hand continued

rubbing gently at my exposed lower back and I was vaguely aware of the heat that was exuded from his body!

“How you were able to donate that much money? How did you even come to know that we needed funds?” I asked looking behind him from his shoulder.

“Someone kind of mentioned it over a plate of pasta so I figured I should do something!” He just replied flat handedly. I looked up at him and paused in my step, then shook my head and continued our unhurried swaying!

“Me and my verbal diarrhea! But you should blame yourself for making such good food!” I glared at him causing him to chuckle.

“So, does your husband know that donated that amount of money? I mean that’s a huge chunk to just give i taway.”

“I didn’t give it away. I gave it out for a good cause! And I should really make one thing clear. I do not have a husband. Or a wife. I am happily unmarried and it really hurts to see the beautiful you and then know that you think I am married!” Wait what? 1

“Yes. I am not married.”

“I said that loud didn’t i?” I asked with a small smile.

“Yes you did!” he replied turning us to the side.

“What do you mean you are not married? Are you engaged maybe? Because Valerie mentioned she got two bosses and you all live together in a giant castle.” His steps paused and he gave me that sexy chuckle.

“So you had to go ahead and think that we are married? That might be some crazy living arrangement that have nothing to do with blood or family ties.”

“Yes but still, the only logical thing that I came up with was that you are married. To a guy. And the two of you are bosses to Valerie!” I defended shrugging off!

“I really want to know what goes up in your mind sometimes!” he shook his head slightly and continued moving my body with his.

“So you are not married?” I inquired staring him right in the eye.

“No I am not married nor engaged!”

“But you are bisexual?” His steps paused again before he busted out in full belly laughter. He had to hide his face into my neck to muffle his loud laughter and I found myself laughing along with him!

“Leigh-A*i Montreal you are so hilarious!” he cackled up against my neck causing me to smile in return!

“Hey. If I thought you are married to a guy then it’s only fair to understand you are bisexual. You know like half gay, half straight! I mean you have a husband which is the gay side of you, and you shack Valerie which is the straight side of you!” I explained trying to make him see my point of view,

He pulled his face from my neck and then brushed his crotch right against my clothed navel. My breathing hitched when a bulged crotch literally humped into me and making me lose all the coherent

thoughts.

“Does this give you the explanation you need?” he asked intently staring down at me. I subconsciously licked my lips and swallowed audibly, trying to moisten up my suddenly perched throat!

“You are horny!”

“Yahp! And it’s your entire fault. I have been like this ever since you walked into this ballroom wearing this barely-there dress. And for an entire time, I have been fantasizing about all the things I could do to you which one of them is to get you out of this sinful dress!” he confessed with a very serious look on his face. My jaw was practically somewhere on the floor upon hearing those words spilling from his mouth. I tried to engage all my feminine power and flirt back but I was shocked out of wits. I didn’t even know how to flirt, or how to reply back because he was definitely wooing me right now!

“Cat got your tongue Doc?” he arched a brow which made him look even more handsome. I think I could use a drink! Or a change of topic.

“CATT hotel! It’s yours right?” I asked instead causing him to halt a little, then smirk and glare down at me before continuing our sway!

“Yahp!” he said shortly and that’s when everything fell into place. How didn’t I miss this? I mean CATT for Cattanio. But still, this guy has been here for not more than three weeks. There was no way I could have thought he had so much influence in Cyprus. I mean he is Italian.

“Want to get out of here?” He asked in a sultry voice, “Maybe!”