"Let me get this straight," I began, completely and utterly disgusted with the task I've been asked to complete, "You want me to seduce Vicci?"

Vinnie and his team nodded, looks of hope glimmering in all of their eyes.

Besides Vinnie killing him, my task was essential to getting him in the place that he needs to be. Meaning, I was the main person in this mission.

I looked at Michelle, who was fuming with anger. She was jealous that Vinnie chose me over her, but anyone with any sense could see why that decision was made.

"Am I getting paid for this?" If I was going to have sex with a mafia man, I might as well get paid for it.

Then I should be getting paid now.

The men looked at each other, slightly nodding as they said things into their Bluetooth earpieces.

"How does five hundred thousand sound?" They asked while Vinnie gave me an exciting look.

Five hundred thousand dollars was more money than I had ever dreamed of having. It may be given under a dirty matter, but I'm too deep now.

"Boss, may I talk to you outside for a minute?" I politely asked.

Although Vinnie had probably proposed the idea, I wanted to check with him first to be assured he was okay with me seducing another man.

Whether or not we were together, I know I'd be jealous knowing he's seducing another girl for business purposes.

Oh, wait.

"So? How does this all sound?" Vinnie said as the two of us walked to a discrete corner.

I bit my lip. "If I accept, will you okay with it?"

He furrowed his eyebrows. "As long as you don't have sex with him."

I looked down, twiddling with my fingers. It was upsetting to see him so... elated over me with another man when, just this morning, we were fighting about the very same thing.

"Well, what if I do?" I replied, crossing my arms while leaning my body weight on my right leg.

He sighed, gripping my arms. "I'm not going o be upset. ."

Just like Michelle is, right?

"Okay, well. As long as you won't find yourself getting... jealous." I said, closing the gap between us.

He looked down at me, his jaw clenching.

I placed my hand on his chest, trailing down it, slowly reaching for his area. I bit my lip, beginning to leave wet kisses on his jawline. He slowly thrusted his head back, a moan escaping his mouth.

"Just know you're not business to me." He said, picking me up and wrapping my legs around his torso, slamming my back into the wall.

Dipping his head into my neck, he left a trail of wet kisses down it before reaching my chest. He gripped his hands onto my ass while I ruffled my hands into his hair.

Our lips finally reconnected, satisfying our cravings for each other.

He lifted my shirt, one hand remaining on my ass. I moaned at his touch, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt.

Ripping off my shirt— our naked chests pressed against one another— the ability to feel our hearts beating rapidly was exquisite enough to make us both go wild.

It was easy to tell we both wanted each other desperately. The way we kept trying to push ourselves closer together, although not possible, showed we couldn't get enough.

His fingers slipped onto the hem of my pants, slowly pulling them down. Before I knew it, I felt a cold breeze press against me, causing me to moan.

I smashed my lips against him, craving his taste once again. Undoing his belt, his suit pants fell, dropping onto the floor.

"Fuck." He moaned as he thrusted into me while I nuzzled my head into his neck, leaving hickeys.

He put his hand forcefully over my mouth, keeping me from screaming. Our eyes interlocked-- the look of pure lust and desire coating them.

He gripped his hands on my waist, pounding harder and harder as we both were getting closer to reaching our highs.

"V-Vinnie..." I whisper-yelled, almost completely out of breath.

Finally, the bubble of pressure between my thighs was released, several moans escaping my mouth and Vinnie's.

He set me down, still leaning over me. We were breathless but smiling like dorks-- like we were kids and got our favorite book at the school fair-- in other words, jubilant.

I had never imagined have a 'quickie' with Vinnie, not until he had rid himself of Michelle. But, maybe, being with each other secretly was what we needed to fulfill our desire for one another.

He rested his hand on my cheek, caressing it while sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Vinnie... We look a mess." I said, lightly chuckling.

My shirt was somewhere on the floor, as were my pants. I was fully naked, and if we were caught, it would undoubtedly be the most embarrassing occurrence.

Vinnie's hair was slightly drenched in sweat, his face red as an apple.

He still looked hot.

Scrambling around, I grabbed my shirt, trying to put it on but failing because of how sweaty and hot I was.

When I turned around, Vinnie was already dressed and ready to go. It didn't even look like he just had sex, but then again, I'm sure this wasn't his first rodeo.

"Luna, baby, you look fine. Just brush your hair a little, and you'll be as good as new." He said, handing me my blazer.

I smiled, feeling slightly insecure about my half-naked body.

Pulling up my pants, I watched as Vinnie's eyes were dead set on me. He stood in the spot we were just in, crossing his arms while licking his lips.

Fuck, I thought to myself, resisting from fucking him again right then and there.

That probably wouldn't be my smartest move, but then again, neither was my last one.

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"What took you two so long?" Michelle sneered, her attention moving away from her phone as we walked in.

I rolled my eyes, not even bothering to answer.

"Luna and I had some business to discuss. Maybe if you were listening instead of scrolling through your feeds, you would know that." Vinnie irritably replied, outwardly expressing his annoyance towards her.

She scoffed, shifting her attention back to her phone.

One of the men cleared their throat, breaking the tension between Michelle, Vinnie, and me.

"So, Ms. Rayne, have you made a decision?" The taller, more muscular one asked.

I nodded, getting up from my seat and walking into their little huddle.

"Eight hundred thousand, and you have a deal," I said, unexpectedly upping the price.

The two men and Vinnie looked at each other, giving looks of approval.

"How's about one million?" The other, shorter, one replied. He raised a brow while a smirk crept onto his face.

I smiled brightly, my heart pounding like never before.

One million dollars? That's more than I could ever ask for.

"Oh, you so have a deal!" I excitedly said, surprised to see Vinnie coming towards me, open-armed for a hug.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, mine around his neck.

In the corner of my eye, I could see Michelle staring daggers at the both of us, fury written all over her face.

But I didn't care.

This was one of the biggest moments of my life, and I wasn't going to let her pettiness ruin it.

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It was another beautiful day in Italy.

I decided to start my day off early with a cup of steaming coffee and a stealthy breakfast-- eggs, bacon, and a croissant.

It turns out, room service food wasn't as bad as I presumed it to be. I debated ordering myself a mimosa, but that would've been far too vigorous.

Today was a big day for me.

Today I would begin my task to seduce Mateo Vicci; I was nervous, mostly because I had no idea what this man looked like. I only had two weeks to seduce him and, to be cliché about it, make him fall for me.

But worse, I was afraid of falling for him myself.

I knew the chances of that happening were low, but it happened with Vinnie and me, and who's to say that it won't happen again?

I wanted so bad to have Vinnie all to myself, but Michelle still hasn't left the picture. So, I guess Mateo will be my Michelle.

Of all, it bothers me that Vinnie isn't upset by it. But, I have to keep myself aligned. And, maybe, make him jealous over the next two weeks.

"Ms. Rayne, the limo, is waiting for you downstairs." I heard my valet, Anthony, say over the phone.

I got up, grabbing my purse and phone, heading out the door.

"You ready for today?" Vinnie said as we approached one another at the elevators.

I nodded. "It's just a job."

I didn't want to show him I was tense around him right now. He didn't need to know how I felt, and I wasn't planning on him finding out.

Plus, after our little rendezvous yesterday, it's safe to say our feelings for one another are still strong.

"Come on. You're getting one million dollars to seduce a guy who, in my experience, you seem to be a pro at." He replied, causing my cheeks to turn red.

He was right.

I was pretty good at seducing men. Maybe it's the way I rely on myself to them, sexy and mysterious. Just like that man from the bar the first night I was here.

As much as I enjoy being with Vinnie, he was a ride I so wanted to experience.

"It's different when you know the guy. I'm nervous, I guess." I said as the elevator began moving down, causing me to jump.

Vinnie chuckled. "At least you're not the one killing him."

He did make a great point.

But, I was the one having to use my sexuality to move along the mission. It was riskier for me, just in a different sense.

I mean— how did we even know this guy was safe? For all, I knew he could be a complete psycho. After all, we are murdering him. For what reason, I'm not all too sure.

"Can you tell me why we're even killing him?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

Vinnie looked at me, pinching his eyebrows. I knew right then and there he wouldn't tell me, but I was okay with that. Maybe it was best I didn't know.

"I'm the one killing him. Please correct yourself." He commanded, taking me by surprise.

Who pissed in his Cheerios? I thought to myself, anger racing through my bones.

If I'm part of this mission, the least they can do is tell me what Mateo did wrong. I knew Vinnie would treat me as though I meant nothing to the mission. It was inevitable with the combination of his all-time ego and boasty attitude.

"Fine, be like that." I retorted, walking out of the elevator right on cue.

As soon as I stepped foot into the main lobby, I was greeted by the two men from yesterday's meeting. I still didn't know their name bothered me greatly; it felt too impersonal for such a personal mission.

"Goodmorning, Ms. Rayne. Follow us, please." One of them said, leading me to the aforementioned limo.

I looked next to me, confused as to why Vinnie was tagging along.

"Don't you have your own shit to do, boss?" I mockingly said, agitated with the way he treated me before.

He clutched his briefcase tighter over his shoulder, shooting me a look. "I'm coming in case things get violent, Luna. Not everything is about you."

I chuckled, lurching my body in front of his.

"Oh, really? Because last I checked, you were the one moaning fucking me while moaning my name." I boasted, having the power to make his cheeks turn a bright red.

He stood there motionless, most likely in complete shock over what I had just said. A smirk played on my lips, and I continued walking to the limo.

"This is beautiful." I said as I got in, immediately handed a glass of champagne.

Well, so much for not drinking the morning of my mission. Looks like I'll live life a little more vigorously today, after all.

"Was worth a lot of money." Vinnie replied, sitting next to me. I rolled my eyes, moving further away from him.

I was pissed. Not only was he being a total dick, but his ego was flying through the roof today.

Sipping the champagne lightly, trying not to go overboard, I stared out the window. I could feel Vinnie's gaze burning into my skin; it was almost so terrifying that I could literally feel it.

"Stop staring at me." I muttered, hearing him shuffle immediately.

"I'm sorry for being so rough on you before, Luna. I have a lot of pressure on me right now." Vinnie finally said.

I turned my head, only to see his hand falling on my thigh.

Oh, no. We're not about to have sex. I thought to myself, pushing his hand off my thigh. He groaned, rolling his eyes at me.

"Am I just sex to you?" I said before realizing I actually said it. Word vomit, my worst enemy.

It felt like Vinnie and I had this conversation too often, like it was an every week occurrence and it was always me bringing it up.

"I told you how I felt about you. None of that has changed, and it never will." Vinnie said, turning to me.

I sighed. "Then why does it feel like every time were mad or upset with one another we make up for it with sex?"

He pinched his lips together, his jaw clenching just enough so I could tell. I knew I sounded like a complete fool— why would I keep jeopardizing my relationship with someone like Vinnie Hacker?

Most girls would kill to be with him. Or, to even be acknowledged.

"Because we love each other too much," he began, "Our sex isn't dirty. It's passionate, loving."

He moved his hand back in my thigh, leaning in to kiss my cheek. I knew he was right, but I was too stubborn to admit it out loud. Having Vinnie by my side is more than I could ever ask for.

"I love you." I said, for the second time now, just as nervous as the first.

"I love you too."