“You’re delusional.”
“I’mthe delusional one? Aww, sweetie, you don’t really think anyone expects you to stay a virgin much longer, being married to Massimo Bonetti, do you? That man isall man, and you’ve been the object of his desire for years now.”
“Have you forgotten he forced me into this marriage? That he’s an asshole?”
“Sometimes, fate has a funny way of forcing us to do things we might’ve not thought were a good idea but really actually are.”
I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Well, no, we have not had sex, and I don’t plan on having sex with him anytime soon, but…”
“But??” she says, sitting taller in her seat.
“I might’ve… tried to get back at him last night for making me sleep in bed with him.”
“Oookay. What did you do?”
“I might’ve… gotten myself off while he lay next to me?” I scrunch my nose because saying it out loud truly sounds like the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.
Izzy gives me a blank stare. “You got yourself off… while you were next to him…”
“Yeah, and uhh… he did too.”
She continues to give me her blank stare. “And he did too… As in, you both got yourselves off next to each other… in bed.”
I nod, my face still scrunched. “Initially, I did it to make him suffer a bit. You know, having me be so close, yet so far. Him not being able to touch me. I figured it’d make him squirm a bit.”
“Sounds like there was lots of squirming,” Izzy mutters.
“But then he decided to join in, and then we ended up finishing. Together. While thinking of one another.”
Izzy gives me that blank stare again, then I lean forward, placing my elbows on my desk and bringing my hands up to cover my face. “Oh my gosh, this was literally the worst plan I’ve ever had.”
She finally lets out a laugh. “Or this could’ve quite possibly been the best plan you’ve ever had.Oh my gosh, Liana!You’re afreak! I knew you would be. As soon as you found a guy, I knew you’d be a freak in bed.”
I drop my hands to my desk. “I am not a freak!”
Izzy laughs again. “Uhh, I beg to differ. Getting yourself off in front of a man like that? Ballsy, first of all, and oh so damn delicious.” She squeals. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Isabella, this is not something to be proud of. My plan didn’t work. It backfired completely, actually.”
“Well, of course it did. You thought Massimo would get scared of having a woman fingering herself in bed? Come on, Liana, I know you’re smarter than that.”
“Yes, I truly thought it would make him squirm and he’d get all mad about it because he wasn’t doing it to me. Make him storm off and sleep in another room.”
Izzy contemplates my words. “That actually does make a little sense. Okay, I see where your intention was, but men love seeing their women get themselves off, so that could’ve gone either way, to be honest.”
“Yeah, well it went the wrong way. The very wrong way.”
“Or did it go the right way?” She wiggles her brows.
“Isabella …” I scold.
“Liana,” she says, with a quirk in her brow and a smile on her face.
“You’re supposed to be on my side.”
“I am on your side, so talk to me. Why are we still trying to fight Massimo?”
“I just—” I let out a sigh. “I don’t want to get too attached. I have my business, I have you guys. I don’t need a man. I don’t need… another person to think about… Care about.”
