Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

And that’s when she walked in.

Barefoot Hair a mess of curs and sleep. One of his shirts barely skimming her thighs–his shirt, dammit–hanging off one shoulder like a challenge in gravity. Her chucky little shorts just visible beneath the hem. And her eyes? Bright. Awake. Lethal.

He saw it instantly–that familiar, wicked light dancing beneath the surface,

Christ, no. Not now. Not like this. Don’t come in here. Don’t you fucking try it.

But she did.

She crossed the threshold like she owned it, glancing around the room as if she had called the meeting. Like she wasn’t the goddamn trigger for it.

“Cute plan,” she said, her voice husky from sleep. “But it’s sloppy. All fire, no aim.”

The room went dead quiet,

Even Gino stopped fidgeting.

Lola drifted closer, her gaze sweeping the war table. Maps. Files. Surveillance photos. Blood–red scrawl of strategy. She took it all in with a faint tilt of her head and a single raised brow, like a teacher reviewing a student’s half–assed book report.

Dom watched her approach with an unreadable expression, eyes narrowed. Gino leaned back in his chair, visibly restraining the urge to say something, jaw grinding. Nico stood with his arms folded, eyes like knives tracking her every move.

She came up behind Gino first. Without a word, she dug her thumbs into his shoulders, kneading the tension there like she had every right to touch him. Gino gave a tight groan, the kind that vibrated between pleasure and stress.

“Don’t,” he muttered under his breath. “You’re gonna make him combust.”

Then she moved. Her hand brushed Dom’s arm as she passed. Quick. Casual. Too familiar.

Enzo’s jaw tightened, his pulse ticking high and mean in his throat.

Don’t touch him. Don’t fucking touch any of them.

Nico stood near the corner, still pacing slightly, but paused as she approached. Lola didn’t hesitate. She reached for his wrist, steady and slow, and lifted his coffee like it belonged to her. Took a long, unbothered sip. Gave it back. Nico blinked. Then smirked, barely, “Careful, Lo.”

That was it.

Fucking hell. They’re all eating out of her goddamn hand.

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Chapter 105

Dam’s mouth twitched like he wanted to smile–but didn’t. Gino just shook his head, muttering under his houth agam Dehn Z across the room, thick and simmering.

And then she turned to him.

Enzo was still standing at the head of the table, and when she stepped into his space, everything else dropped away. Her best. Her The warmth of her skin still carrying the imprint of their bed and their sins. She didn’t stop until she was toe–to–be with him well, to to chest. She had to rise onto her tiptoes to get close enough.

That alone nearly fucking wrecked me.

I don’t stand a chance.

Whatever it is, whatever she wants, she’ll always get it.

“Enzo,” she said, soft. Intimate. “Let me help.”

She didn’t ask permission to touch him–just slid her hands under his jacket, her fingers skimming his sides before coming to rest at the back of his ribs. Holding. Anchoring.

He didn’t move. Couldn’t. Every muscle locked as her voice dropped to a whisper.

“Please.”

That’s cheating, diavoletta (little devil). Begging… and this body being used as a weapon?

You expect me to say no when you’re this close? When I can feel every inch of you pressed against me? When the whole fucking room is watching and I still can’t look away?

I want to say no. I want to throw you over my shoulder and lock you away so no one can ever use you against me again. But if I do that–if I make you disappear—it tells them you’re mine. Tells them you’re leverage. And they’ll come running with open arms and a goddamn plan.

Her lips ghosted over his jaw. “If you go full nuclear meltdown, they’ll think I’m super important to you. Worth stealing again. It’ll trigger a game of keep away.” She pulled back enough to meet his eyes. “I can’t be used like that.”

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