Chapter 100. Three Masked Devils and Me Between Them

Elena POV

Warm sunlight bleeds through the curtains when I wake again, but what really pulls me from sleep is the sensation of hands…..three sets of them……touching me softly, carefully, like I’m made of something breakable.

Vincenzo is the first one I see. His hair is a mess, his eyes heavy with the afterglow of last night, but the way he looks at me now… gentle, almost tender… makes my chest flutter.

“Morning, baby doll,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb over my cheek.

“Morning Enzo,” I say, then flash a bright smile at him, then quickly added, “Morning Nico and morning Riccardo.”

Nico stretches beside me with a lazy grin. “You alive?”

“Barely,” I whisper, voice raspy.

“Hope you slept well, my princess?” Riccardo asks.

“Yes, I did. I slept like a baby after last night’s sex….it was awesome!” I almost exclaim. “Only that, I’m still feeling sore, weak and tired this morning.”

Riccardo leans down and kisses my forehead.