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Another gulp, forcing down the lump of shyness forming in Becca's throat. She swirled her head to her side— to Leo who still looked as amused as ever— and shot him a warning look with her eyes, telling him to behave himself. Obviously, Leo brushed off her kitten glares and his hand stayed glued to her thighs, creeping higher until his fingers grazed the lacy texture of her panties. 

" Leo." Becca whispered to him once more as she tried to steady her breaths, as she tried to stay composed despite the beautiful catastrophe he was causing in her. 

" What?" Leo didn't even have the decency to hide his amusement as he rammed his middle finger through his vagina lip through the lace and his smirked widened into a smile when he felt the wet patch there. An elicit evidence of her arousal, her lust for him and what he can do to her. 

He started at— watched her— as he rubbed her clit through the lace of her underwear, savored every twitch of her lips, every flicker of her lashes and eyelids. Everything.

" Sweetie, are you okay? You look a bit flushed." Fernanda asked, concern trickling from her voice and Becca quickly nodded in response.The worry of Fernanda finding out what her demon grandson was doing at the lunch table was enough motivation for Becca to compose her horny self.

" Yes, Grandma. I'm fine" Becca answered immediately before Leo would do so for her. If he was lewd enough to touch her like that then Becca feared what response he would give. There was telling what could come out of that brazen man's mouth.

" Are you sure, my love? Grandma is right, you do look a little… flushed." The shameless devil said and gently tugged her panties aside, his fingers grazing her sensitive flesh ever so slightly. The lust burning in his eyes while he stared at her dissipated into a mist hovering around them, his gaze now replaced with worry, concern he lifted his unused hand— the one he wasn't using to torture her— and touched her cheek, feeling her temperature like the loving boyfriend he was. Only Becca wasn't buying it, not with one of his hands still under her skirt. Yes, he was a loving and caring boyfriend but right now, all he was doing was a facade. A way to distract his grandmother's attention from detecting the havoc he wanted to wreak on Becca and at the same time, a means to tease the love of his life— to bully her a bit, because if he doesn't, who would?

Becca narrowed her eyes at Leo's thick fingers on her cheek and forced a smile. 

" Yes, I'm-" She couldn't even finish her sentence when he slipped one finger inside her. Becca instantly stabbed her cheek to impede a moan. 

Bastard! How could you? Becca tried to glare at him, she really tried her best to but there was that demonic finger of his that just wouldn't let her narrow her eyes. She cursed herself for wearing a skirt instead of pants when his finger began moving inside her, slowly. In and out. Driving her crazy.

" You are what, my love?" Leo asked, trying not to laugh at her flimsy attempts of keeping her eyes from rolling to the back of her head in pleasure.

" Awww, you two look so cute together." Fernanda squealed with glee then turned to her grandson, who gave her an innocent smile, contrary to what he was presently doing. " I always knew you had a soft spot, Leo but this? This is beyond everything I could ever ask for. I'm so glad you finally found someone who was able to bring out this side of you, a side that even I once thought was lost." 

" Yes, grandma. It's all Becca." The tone of his voice lowered as he veered his gaze to Becca, and their eyes locked on one another. " She is the only one who is able to bring out this side of him." 

Becca didn't missed the flicker of passion in his eyes as those words streamed out from his lips, or the way her body reacted to it, to him in a way she knew all too well. In the way only Leo could.

She smiled. " And sometimes— when he behaves himself— he too also brings out to life a part of me that even I didn't know existed before we met." 

Leo halted his onslaught and inched a brow. " When I behave?"

Somehow out of all the words she said, those were the only ones he caught.

" Yes, which is almost never since you are such a rascal." Becca breathed and Leo chuckled.

" Is that so?"

" Yes."

He chuckled once more and with that, he slipped another finger into her sopping pussy, his other hand never leaving her face. His eyes caging her soul with his beauty. It's dark, majestic beauty, the same one that attracted her to him in the first place. It wasn't like she didn't notice the gray aura he possessed, no. His darkness, she was attracted to it.

" I can't handle this much cuteness. Just get married and have babies already. What are you two still waiting for?" Fernanda's hyperactive squeal echoed through the walls of the dining hall. For her age, the woman seemed to have a fine set of lungs.

" Soon, grandma. Very soon." 

Lunch was over and it was at that moment Martino sort out the opportunity to speak to Leo. According to him, it was important and when something is important, it had to be work related. Becca frowned at him. 

Despite having numerous bodyguards, none of them did prevented Leo from getting shot. He almost died for Christ's sake, and now that he was supposed to be resting, healing, they chose to bombard him with stress instead. If it hadn't been for Fernanda's gentle nudge to give the two men some privacy, Becca would have blown a fuse for sure.

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After succeeding in pulling Becca away from Leo, Fernanda asked her to accompany her on a stroll around the garden. A tour was how she phrased it and Becca agreed in a heartbeat. But as the walked, without Becca's knowledge, a gloom loomed over her. She might not have noticed how drastically her mood plummeted but Fernanda did.

" Child, if you keep sulking like that, you will age faster than you should." Fernanda said to lighten Becca's mood and sighed when she saw her efforts didn't hit where she wanted. She decided to try again. " Frowning will do absolutely nothing but give you wrinkles and a beautiful, youthful face like yours doesn't need wrinkles. Take me, for instance. I don't have wrinkles." 

Becca tore her gaze from the ground beneath her feet to stare at Fernanda. She did have wrinkles but not as much as Becca had imagined she would. Fernanda's appearance was a mile away from how Becca envision her to be honest. Which got Becca wondering, how old was Fernanda?

" Grandma, can I ask you a question?" 

" Sure, but you have to smile first." 

Even if Becca had tried, she wouldn't have been able to stop the smile creeping onto her lips on hearing Fernanda's words. She smiled and Fernanda nodded in approval.

Becca didn't know how to say this but anyway, here goes nothing. It's too late to back out now, or even worry about offending anyone.

" I really had a hard time believing you were Leo's grandmother. How are you so young?" Becca asked and immediately mentally slapped herself across the face. What was she thinking? What kind of question is that? Most especially, who the hell even asks their boyfriends' grandmother that type of question? But somehow instead of getting offended, Fernanda laughed as if flattered by Becca's weird question and perhaps she was.

" Well for starters, I have a top-notch skincare ritual. I don't mess around when it comes to keeping my skin moisturized. I also tried to be cheerful and free-spirited. But there is one more thing though. I got married at a very young age." Fernanda explained.

" Young age? How young are we talking here? Like twenty-three?" 

" Sixteen." 

Becca's jaw plopped to the ground. " Sixteen? You got married when you were sixteen?" 

Fernanda nodded in response, as if it wasn't a big deal. " Yes, Salvador has always been one of my closest friends and my first crush to be honest. There was just something about his aloof persona that away made my kneels buckle. But that indifference of his vanished the night our parents announced our engagement, when he said he couldn't wait till I turned eighteen and chose to marry me just days later. And I not going to lie, that night had always been and will forever remain the best night of my life."

Fernanda's words emitted warmth, warmth that wrapped around Becca, melting her heart into a puddle.

" He really did that?" Becca couldn't even control her blushing anymore and her cheeks only heated up even more when she saw Fernanda nodding.

" Yes, and we had Leo's father the next year. I was barely forty-five when Leo was born." 

Even after Fernanda asked that question, Becca's curiosity still had no bound and their conversation soon turned into a quiz.

" So, how many children did you have?" Becca asked as they both walked back into the house.

" Three. There is my older, Lorenzo. By second, Dominic and my daughter, Isabella."

Becca's movement came to an abrupt halt and she gaped at Fernanda. That name. That name. Where has she heard it from?

" Come again?"

" Huh?" Fernanda frowned. " What?"

" You said a name. Dominic. Who is Dominic?"

" Oh, he is my second son. Why?"

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