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“Don’t worry, I’ll have plenty of time to make sure all your needs are met, baby.”

“Is that so?” She pouts, and I bite down on her protruding pout.

“I’ll always make time for people who deserve it from me.”

Rolling on top of her, I firmly grasp her hands, restraining them above her head with one hand.

“Can I trust you to behave today if I leave you for a few hours? I need you to do something for me.”

Her eyes light up.

“You can trust me.”

She sounds sincere enough, but words mean nothing to me. Actions are the only thing I take note of. What she doesn’t realize is, I’ll have my men tailing her wherever she goes, until she fully earns my trust.

“What do you need?” she asks as I plant wet kisses on her neck.

“For you to buy yourself a new sexy dress, something you want me to ripoff of you. I’ll give you my card, buy whatever the hell you need for tonight and, well, for the rest of your life.”

As she wiggles her hips, her laughter fills the air.

“Frankie,” she says with warning in her tone.

“What, dolcezza?”

“I’m not just going to sit around here and look pretty for you, waiting for you to take me out and shower me with gifts. If that’s what you think is happening here, I won’t be here when you get home.” That fire in her eyes is back.

I tighten my hold around her wrists. “You’ll do exactly as I say.”

I hide my smile against her neck. Fucking with her is still one of my favorite past times. This woman is wound so tight it’s almost too easy.

“Like hell—”

I silence her by sinking my teeth into the column of her neck. A soft moan escapes her lips beside my face.

“You think that is what I want from you? I’ve told you I want a woman to stand alongside me. It’s up to you if you become that.”

“Oh,” she says in a breath.

“Oh, indeed.”

“Money doesn’t mean power with me, Zara. Take my card, max it out if you want. Buy something from a thrift store, I don’t care. I won’t ever have you going without. You’re unemployed, remember?”

I smirk at her. She shoots me a look that tells me to fuck off.

“Just make sure whatever you buy, I have access to your pussy whenever the hell I want it,” I murmur against her skin and she shivers.

“Where are we going?” she asks as I roll my hips, pressing my dick against her heat.

“We have a meeting to attend at the club.”

“The End Zone?”

Of course, she knows about Keller’s club. I doubt there isn’t much she doesn’t know.

“Nope, the club we’re going to, I’ll actually be able to touch you this time. And I won’t just know what you look like when you come thinking about me. I know what you look like when my cock sinks so deep inside you that you can barely contain yourself.”

“So something short, tight, and revealing?” I can sense the tease in her tone, I can’t help but growl at her words.

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