Page 109 of Snaring Emberly


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“Okay.” Emberly flips to the back page and signs.

Triumph slams into my chest with the force of a sledgehammer, making my breath catch. Adrenaline courses through my veins, electrifying every nerve until they light up like the Fourth of July.

I burn with the urge to roar my victory at the top of my lungs that Emberly just signed over ownership of the casino. But when she spins around in my arms, the lust shining in her eyes makes me want to take her over the desk and fuck her and create our very own masterpiece.

“Wonderful,” Lubelli says. “After each auction, I like to offer the bidders other works by the artist, if they’re available. Do I have your permission to forward your photographs?”

“Of course,” she says with a happy laugh.

“Look forward to hearing from me soon. In the meantime, please carry on painting.” Lubelli places the contract into a folder and leaves the room.

We need to stay here long enough for him to hand the contract to my driver before I walk her toward the car. Emberly doesn’t need to know that the other signatory on it will be me.

I place a stray curl between my fingers and pull it straight before releasing it to spring back. “You’re everything,” I murmur. “Beauty, talent, a brain that keeps me on my toes, and a body that makes me feral.”

She presses her tits against my chest. “What are you going to do about it?”

I lean so close that our breaths mingle. “I could spread you over the desk and fuck you so hard you’ll be tasting me for weeks.”

She shivers. “What’s stopping you?”

My phone buzzes with a text, most likely from Gil, confirming that he’s finished.

“I have a surprise.”

“What is it?”

I place a kiss on the tip of her nose. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you. Let’s go to the car and see it.”

Emberly and I walk hand in hand through the gallery’s hallway, passing Lubelli, who gives me a significant look. I nod a silent word of thanks for helping me claw back the family casino.

We reach the back exit, where another bulletproof car awaits. Gil exits from the front and opens the door, where I usher Emberly inside.

She makes a strangled noise. “What’s this?”

I sit on the seat and pull her onto my lap. “Don’t you recognize him?”

It’s understandable that she doesn’t. Beneath the tinted glasses, frilly shirts, and colorful suits is a slug of a man who has no business swindling artists out of their work.

Gerard Lafayette is gagged, naked, and hogtied. I raise my brows, impressed by Gil’s finesse with ropes. Maybe spending all that time with Cesare has given him a fetish.

“Wait,” she says, her voice breathy. “Is that…”

“The bastard who framed you for a crime you didn’t commit?” I spit. “Here he is.”

She claps a hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp. “For me?”

I nod. Emberly just sold me a casino for a pittance. The least I can give her is her revenge.

“You give me the best gifts!”

“No, baby. Watching you take back your power and kick the shit out of the asshole who scammed you is a treat. Give me a list, and I’ll hogtie every man who’s ever hurt you and place him at your feet as an offering.”

She rises off my lap and kicks him in the gut, making him groan. “But why does he look unhurt?”

“And spoil your vengeance? He’s your blank canvas to cover with bruises and blood.”

Her breath quickens. “Won’t he tell the police?”

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