VITTORIO'S MISTRESS (The Vittorio Series) by Kimberley Reeves Page B
Authors: Kimberley Reeves
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Dante’s reaction when he thought Marc had kissed her, Paige shuddered at the thought of witnessing him lose his temper again. Thank God he wasn’t a violent man, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be a vengeful one. That frightened her more than anything, and she prayed it was a side of Dante she’d never see.
Chapter 7
Dante watched her from across the room where he’d been cornered by two bankers and a stock market broker who were all trying to coerce him into giving them his business, or rather his money. He supposed he should be paying attention to them but the vision Paige presented as she chatted and laughed with his younger brother, Gianluca, was quite distracting. She took his breath away and for the life of him, Dante couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.
He’d kept her all to himself for the past week but when his personal assistant reminded him on Friday that he’d obligated himself to this social event the following night, he’d been genuinely excited about bringing Paige. He’d woken her early this morning and after a quick breakfast he’d taken her to an exclusive dress shop his mother recommended where she’d tried on several gowns before he selected a slinky number that matched the same stunning blue as her eyes. Dante had been seated on cushy sofa and was actually enjoying watching her try on different dresses so he’d instructed the sales woman to bring in more clothes that were less formal.
“I can’t let you buy all these things,” Paige had exclaimed after he’d pointed out which clothes he wanted to purchase for her.
“Why not, you look beautiful in them.”
She eyed the vast array of clothes with longing before turning back to him. “They’re very expensive,” she’d whispered, as if the sales woman had no idea just how high priced everything was.
Dante’s lip had twitched in amusement. “ Cara , I can afford it so do not worry yourself about it.”
“But I don’t need three swimsuits, and just look at all the blouses and slacks and dresses you’ve picked out. It’s too much, and I can’t possibly accept it.”
With just a flick of his eyes, the sales woman left them alone in the private dressing room. “Come here,” he’d ordered. When she got close enough, Dante reached out and pulled her down onto his lap. “So beautiful,” he’d murmured, then kissed her because he couldn’t help himself. “Now listen to me, carissima . I am buying these things for you because I want to and because it brings me a great deal of pleasure to see you dressed in clothes that were designed to be worn by women of your beauty.”
“But…”
“This is not a discussion,” he’d told her firmly. “I am a very wealthy man with a reputation to maintain. Do you want people to say I do not provide for the woman I adore in the manner she deserves?” His heart had leapt at that brilliance of her smile. “You do understand the lacy undergarments are for my eyes only.”
The devil had danced in her eyes when she replied. “I don’t know why you’re spending so much money on items of clothing that will only be stripped off the moment you see me in them.”
Looking at her now made his blood boil because Dante knew only too well how little she wore beneath her dress. One small scrap of material that barely covered the triangle of curls between her silky thighs, and nothing at all covering her sexy rear end. She was right; it was going to be stripped off the moment he saw her in it.
Unfortunately, that was still hours away. Nodding politely to the gentleman who’d just finished speaking, Dante excused himself to join Paige. She’d been absent from him for too long and he was anxious to lock her safely by his side.
“I am not surprised Dante has kept you hidden from the rest of us,” Gianluca was saying. “If you were mine, I would not want to risk having someone steal you away
Chapter 7
Dante watched her from across the room where he’d been cornered by two bankers and a stock market broker who were all trying to coerce him into giving them his business, or rather his money. He supposed he should be paying attention to them but the vision Paige presented as she chatted and laughed with his younger brother, Gianluca, was quite distracting. She took his breath away and for the life of him, Dante couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.
He’d kept her all to himself for the past week but when his personal assistant reminded him on Friday that he’d obligated himself to this social event the following night, he’d been genuinely excited about bringing Paige. He’d woken her early this morning and after a quick breakfast he’d taken her to an exclusive dress shop his mother recommended where she’d tried on several gowns before he selected a slinky number that matched the same stunning blue as her eyes. Dante had been seated on cushy sofa and was actually enjoying watching her try on different dresses so he’d instructed the sales woman to bring in more clothes that were less formal.
“I can’t let you buy all these things,” Paige had exclaimed after he’d pointed out which clothes he wanted to purchase for her.
“Why not, you look beautiful in them.”
She eyed the vast array of clothes with longing before turning back to him. “They’re very expensive,” she’d whispered, as if the sales woman had no idea just how high priced everything was.
Dante’s lip had twitched in amusement. “ Cara , I can afford it so do not worry yourself about it.”
“But I don’t need three swimsuits, and just look at all the blouses and slacks and dresses you’ve picked out. It’s too much, and I can’t possibly accept it.”
With just a flick of his eyes, the sales woman left them alone in the private dressing room. “Come here,” he’d ordered. When she got close enough, Dante reached out and pulled her down onto his lap. “So beautiful,” he’d murmured, then kissed her because he couldn’t help himself. “Now listen to me, carissima . I am buying these things for you because I want to and because it brings me a great deal of pleasure to see you dressed in clothes that were designed to be worn by women of your beauty.”
“But…”
“This is not a discussion,” he’d told her firmly. “I am a very wealthy man with a reputation to maintain. Do you want people to say I do not provide for the woman I adore in the manner she deserves?” His heart had leapt at that brilliance of her smile. “You do understand the lacy undergarments are for my eyes only.”
The devil had danced in her eyes when she replied. “I don’t know why you’re spending so much money on items of clothing that will only be stripped off the moment you see me in them.”
Looking at her now made his blood boil because Dante knew only too well how little she wore beneath her dress. One small scrap of material that barely covered the triangle of curls between her silky thighs, and nothing at all covering her sexy rear end. She was right; it was going to be stripped off the moment he saw her in it.
Unfortunately, that was still hours away. Nodding politely to the gentleman who’d just finished speaking, Dante excused himself to join Paige. She’d been absent from him for too long and he was anxious to lock her safely by his side.
“I am not surprised Dante has kept you hidden from the rest of us,” Gianluca was saying. “If you were mine, I would not want to risk having someone steal you away
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