Love Under Lock and Dagger Stefano

This is Stefano's perspective:

After the wedding, Rosalie Bennett and I come to my penthouse. It has been a hell of a function and et cetra. Rosalie goes inside first and looks around. After a moment, when I spoke, my voice was sharp and clear.

Stefano Ricci

We will sleep in different rooms and we are not a couple just because our families decided so.

She turned slowly, narrowing her eyes to my surprise.

Rosalie Bennett

I am your wife and if I demand I sleep with you? Then I will.

I frowned, momentarily taken aback. She narrowed her eyes at me once more before sassily turning on her heels and striding towards my bedroom.

What the hell!

Stefano Ricci

You're my wife on paper only.

I call after her coldly, my expression darkening as I watch her confident stride.

Stefano Ricci

And if you think you can demand anything from me, you're solely mistaken. There are plenty of other bedrooms in my penthouse. You can always take one.

I follow her to my bedroom. How did she even know that it's mine?

Rosalie Bennett

Of course! You can always take the couch, Amor.

She smiled sweetly before turning her expression icy. She put her luggage in one corner of my bedroom. A muscle in my jaw ticked at the mocking endearment.

Stefano Ricci

How sweet of you to offer me the couch.

I said sarcastically, leaning against the door frame with my arms crossed.

Stefano Ricci

But I'll be sleeping in my own bed. And this is my bedroom, not yours. You can sleep in one of the guest rooms.

I paused before adding sharply, my voice cold.

Stefano Ricci

And don't call me 'that'.

I watched as she ignored me completely and started rummaging through her luggage.

Stefano Ricci

You're not seriously going to sleep in here, are you?

I asked coldly, my eyes flicking to the king-sized bed in the middle of my room.

Rosalie Bennett

You're terribly mistaken if you think I'm in the mood for jokes after this long day.

Stefano Ricci

I said you're not sleeping in my room.

I repeated coldly, watching as she ignored me completely and started rummaging through her luggage once more. My jaw clenched as I see the intimate clothing she's pulling out.

Stefano Ricci

For fuck's sake...

Rosalie Bennett

What?

Stefano Ricci

Nothing.

I muttered darkly, watching as she completely ignored me and changed into her silk nightdress. My eyes flicker over her body briefly before I turned away.

Stefano Ricci

You're impossible.

I added in a murmur, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

I don't even know why I don't turn away, my cold eyes watching with a hint of irritation as she stripped down without a shred of self-consciousness. In the silk nightdress that hugs her curves, I found myself momentarily distracted.

Rosalie Bennett

For someone who claims that we're spouses on papers, you sure are doing great job at ogling my t/ts.

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