BIANCA
Fallon and Vincent fucked me until I couldn’t stand on my own before I was bathed and put to bed between them.
Around two in the morning, Vincent got a text from Dom saying he was staying at a hotel with Levin, and they’d return in the morning. Knowing they were both safe and the deal went off without a hitch allowed the worry to ease from my body.
Fallon roused me just before sunrise to kiss me goodbye and promised to see me soon. I knew he had to go. It just really sucked. I didn’t want to be separated from any of my guys.
I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom, where I got ready for the day, knowing Dominic would be there any minute since he was an early riser. I was just pulling my hair into a ponytail when Vincent wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed along my neck.
“I missed you,” he murmured, hugging me to his bare chest.
“Mm, you just saw me,” I said with a smile.
“Did I?”
I spun in his arms and planted my lips on his. He fell into the kiss immediately, his tongue dancing against mine.
“You have a hickey on your neck, baby,” he said, breaking away. “Dom might get upset about that.”
“I don’t care,” I said just as I heard the doorknob in the dorm rattle.
Vincent rushed away from me and out to the main room. I heard Dominic’s deep voice a moment later.
I quickly dressed in my uniform and came into the room expecting to see Levin, but he wasn’t there.
“Where’s Levin?” I asked, frowning.
“Probably in his room. He needed to drop Celeste off at her room. He said he was going to take a nap after that,” Dominic said, his gaze raking over me. He shoved past Vincent and ran his fingers through my hair, angling my head back. “Why is she marked?”
“Dominic.” I pushed away from him. “Stop. Why is Levin with her?”
“She stayed with him last night.”
“What?” My throat tightened.
“It’s probably nothing,” Vincent broke in, shooting a look at Dominic, who was still frowning at the hickey on my neck. “Dom took her with them last night in case the deal went bad. She was basically a hostage.”
Dom snorted. “She wasn’t much of a hostage unless she gets off on shit like that. She offered to fuck me and Levin together after she sucked his dick in the backseat.”
“What?” I snarled.
It wasn’t just the fact Levin was still with her that got me. It was her thinking she could try to move in on Dominic, my husband. She’d already taken one of my guys. I wasn’t going to let her take another.
“Does that upset you, wasp?” Dominic asked, giving the hickey on my neck a sour look.
I said nothing, simply striding past him and sliding my feet into my shoes.
“Baby B, where are you going?” Vincent called out as I opened the door and stepped into the hall. “B!”
I slammed the door shut and marched down the hall, going straight to Levin’s room. I banged on the door until he cracked it open, his hair a mess.
“Bianca?” he mumbled, not opening the door further.
I kicked the door. It bounced off his chest, making him stumble back. It was enough space for me to slide through, so I took the opportunity and entered his room to find Celeste glaring at me from his bed as she sat on the edge.
“What the fuck is this?” I demanded, glaring back at her.
“Excuse me. Who the hell do you think you are barging into Levy’s room?”
I reached out and fisted her hair, dragging her off Levin’s bed. There was some commotion behind me. I peeked over my shoulder and caught Vincent and Dominic entering. Too fucking late. I was a woman on a mission.
Celeste fell to her knees on the floor, my fingers tangled in her hair. I yanked hard, making her cry out.
“Don’t you ever proposition my husband again, you bitch,” I snarled, giving her head a tug.
“Levy,” she whimpered, clinging to my hands.
I jerked again. “He is not the one for you. Dominic De Santis is mine. Vincent Valentino is mine. Fucking Levin Seeley is mine. And you’re fucking dead for touching what’s mine.” I released her hair.
But before she could get to her feet, I decked her in the face, sending her sprawling on the floor. She let out a cry and swiped at my feet, clawing at my legs as she screamed like a child.
She was fast though. One second she was on her back, and the next she was on her feet, shoving me. I stumbled back before I lost it. I launched myself at her, knocking her down again, pummeling any part of her my fists could get. She squealed and yanked my hair, a move that only pissed me off more. I hit her in the face, banging her head against the floor.
I saw red, and only red, as I swung on her.
Warm hands hauled me away. I fought against whoever held me, struggling to get to the crying bitch on the floor.
“Easy, B,” Vincent soothed, tightening his hold on me. He brought my back flush to his front and kissed my cheek. “Easy.”
My chest heaved in and out as I glared at Levin, who was dragging Celeste to her feet.
“Get her out of here,” I snarled. “I swear to God, Levin. Get her the fuck out of here before I kill her.”
Levin’s blue eyes locked on mine. I thought he’d tell me to go to hell.