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Enzo didn’t move, didn’t say a word–just leaned heavier against the counter, watching like a predator letting his little devil stir the pot.
With a muttered curse, Nico dropped to one knee, fingers catching the band at her hips. He tugged, slow, until the stretch of fabric hugged just under the curve of her ass.
“Right there.” Lola’s voice softened to a dangerous purr. She stroked a hand down her thigh, stopping inches from where his face hovered. “So tell me… can you really see the progress? All those hours on thighs and glutes paying off?”
Nico’s throat worked. Up this close, with Enzo’s stare boring into him, the usual cocky banter died in his mouth.
“…Yeah, Lo.” His voice came out rougher than he meant. His hands slid down, stroking the line of her thighs before cupping the firm curve of her ass where the fabric bit in. “Yeah, you can definitely see it.”
Her smirk widened, pleased. “Thought so.”
Enzo’s hand tightened on her hip, grounding, claiming. His voice cut in–low, dangerous, amused. “Careful, Gattino. Keep tempting him like that and I’ll remind you both exactly who those hours were for.”
Nico cursed under his breath but hooked his fingers in the band anyway, tugging them down, slow and reluctant. Lola pushed his head lower until the fabric slid past her thighs, her calves–until she stepped free, left standing at the stove in nothing but her crop top and a black thong.
She tossed her hair back and stirred the pan like nothing was amiss. “Hey, I’m just trying to give the boss what he wants before I leave for two days.”
That was the exact moment the door opened.
“Holy fucking shit, Lola!” Dom choked, immediately shielding his face with his hand–though his fingers spread wide enough to peek. through. “Put that thing away!”
Gino stopped dead in the doorway, eyes bouncing from Nico on his knees, to Lola half–naked at the stove, to Enzo–fully dressed, leaning against the counter like he’d orchestrated the whole damn circus.
“What the actual-” He dragged a hand down his face, then threw his arms wide. “Nico’s on his knees, Lola’s in a thong, Enzo’s fully clothed… who the fuck do I have to screw to be part of this arrangement?”
“Ew, Gino!” Lola shot back immediately, rolling her eyes. “He’s your cousin!”
“That’s not-” Gino stopped himself, shaking his head hard. “Y’know what? Nevermind. I don’t even wanna know anymore.”
The sauce smoked sharp and bitter, curling up from the pan like a taunt. Lola’s nose wrinkled, irritation sparking hotter than the burner. Her one request? A quiet meal before half of them scattered for days. Of course, with this circus, she should’ve known better.
“Pause.”
She didn’t shout. Didn’t need to. Just one firm word, crisp enough to freeze the whole kitchen. Enzo’s eyes narrowed, Nico’s hands stilled, Dom blinked, Gino’s smirk faltered for half a second.
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Chapter 126
Lola bent, lips brushing Nico’s car. A whisper. A plan. His brow shot up, then he nodded, quick. He passed it off low to Dom, who muttered a curse but shifted, ready.
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“Dinner’s ruined,” Lola announced, sliding her phone from the counter. “Ruby? Yeah, it’s me. Scrap the kitchen, get something set up on the rooftop in an hour. Big spread. Thanks, babe.” She hung up, turning back to the boys with a wicked little grin. “So. Game on.”
The signal was subtle–two fingers brushing Nico’s wrist. He moved instantly, Dom with him. They caught Enzo’s arms before he could
blink.
“Don’t,” Enzo growled, his voice low and lethal, but Nico and Dom held tight, shoulders straining under the effort. He hated being touched, hated being contained, and his glare promised someone was going to bleed for this.
Lola didn’t flinch. She sauntered past him like he wasn’t even there, straight to Gino–smug bastard leaning against the counter, arms wide like he’d been waiting his whole life for this moment.
She jumped, legs wrapping his waist. His big hands cupped her ass like second nature.



Lola’s smirk curved, sharp and breathless. “Been waiting on you, big guy.”
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