LUCA
I head downstairs to wait for the girls. Gio bailed the second he found out Sam was a girl—and after I told him I wanted GreenLee to myself tonight. No distractions. No backup.
I kept it simple: dark jeans, black button-down, sleeves rolled up to show off my ink. A few buttons undone, just enough to tease. Sneakers, because tonight’s about business… and maybe a little pleasure.
I’m standing at the door, back to the stairs, when I hear them coming down. I turn slowly—and my breath catches.
Fuck me.
She’s wearing tight black jeans that hug every curve like they were stitched onto her skin. Her boots give her just enough height to make her legs look endless. But it’s the top that nearly kills me—a black lace corset that pushes her breasts up, barely contained. One wrong move and tha
