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Raffaele POV
I open my eyes and groan softly, blinking away the blurry ceiling above me. My hand instinctively stretches out, smacking gently into the smooth curve of a naked thigh. Then another. Then another.
My vision sharpens, and I sit up slowly, taking stock. Three naked bodies sprawled across the oversized bed, tangled in sheets and each other. Limbs draped over mine, skin glowing in the soft morning light. I recognize each of them—Grace, Regina, and Viola—all beautiful, all ruthless, all dangerous in their own right.
I peel myself away carefully, every muscle aching like I'd been in a fight, not an orgy. I slide out of bed, tiptoeing like a thief, and shuffle into the bathroom. The hot water of the shower blasts over me, and I let out a low groan as the tension in my back and thighs eases.
