PENELOPE'S POV ~
“Where were you going? Haven't I told you that bad girls end up being punished?” He quizzed, his dark eyes leveled on me.
I tipped my chin challengingly. “And what if I wanted you to punish me?”
His hand slowly traced upwards, over my neck, sending shivers through my body. His thumb running firmly over my lips, Giovanni leaned in close and hissed into my ear, “Indeed you're such a bad girl, is that sweet p***y getting hot? Do you even know what I've been thinking while you're immersed in speaking with Violetta? Even when you first stepped into the hall with this dress? I thought of how more pretty you would look when I rip it off your body, f**k you hard, deep throat you while you go out there smelling like s*x, dripping with me but still desperate for more. Unsatisfied
