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“Did he try to kill you?” He finds my question amusing and chuckles to himself.
“Who hasn’t tried to kill me? I have the power to make or break anyone I choose,” he says, his voice low and menacing.
“So, what’s happening now?” I ask, my eyes scanning the surroundings.
I get the feeling that I’m being watched, and as I glance around, I notice that some people are looking at me with curious eyes. They look like they’re waiting for something, anticipation in their eyes.
I’m prepared. We’re prepared.
With a slight turn of my head, I notice Shaan engaging in a conversation with Fusco at the edge of my field of vision, my anger simmering.
Wee bawbag.
I remind myself that I need him alive. For now.
“Now, we’re waiting for Angelito to make her entrance. And when she does, the game can finally begin.” Just as I’m focused on listening to him speaking, I’m startled by the sudden opening of the French doors, and my breath is taken away by the stunning view that appears in front of me.
As Blakely enters, it’s impossible not to notice her because she looks like a goddess walking among mere mortals.
Her black heels elevate her, and she adorns a sparkly black dress, a slit exposing her delicate skin to the crowd, while her crimson lipstick is reminiscent of the blood she expects to spill tonight. Her steps draw all eyes to her, making her the centre of attention. Her presence has an immediate effect on me, causing my cock to twitch.
My attention is drawn to Scott, who has a look of surprise on his face and his mouth open as he gazes at Emilie. She’s wearing a stunning long blue gown that accentuates her features and makes her eyes look even more striking. Isla and Eilidh are not far behind; both looking beautiful as well.
The girls’ appearance tonight is truly exceptional, and I must say they look absolutely gorgeous.
As Blakely approaches us, she stops to engage in a conversation with an individual whom I don’t recognise. The furrowed brow on her face suggests that the conversation is very serious. She directs her gaze towards us, nodding at the man to indicate the end of their conversation as she begins to walk in our direction.
As if it’s the most natural thing in the world, she comes to me and plants a gentle kiss on my cheek. We talked about it earlier, and we thought it was the best way to act with people watching us. We need to show a united front. They will know that if they mess up with her, they will mess up with us. Not that I’m complaining. There is nothing quite like the sensation of having her soft lips pressed against my skin.
Her attention shifts towards Riccardo as she faces him, wrapping her arms around him affectionately.
“Riccardo. Long time no see.”
“I wish we could have met in better circumstances, Angelito. How are you holding up?” he asks.
“As good as I can be.” With her gaze fixed on us, she poses the question. “Do we have any more information?”
Fixing my eyes on her, I respond. “Nothing new yet.”
“We should mingle,” she adds. I stop her before she goes further. In a hushed tone, I lean towards her ear and murmur softly.
“Have I told you how stunning you look tonight?” I can’t help it. I know we need to get her sister out from wherever she is. And we will. She is here, and Jonas told her she was safe until the end of the night. But the mere sight of her in this dress as it moulds to her curves makes me want to take her into a dark room and fuck her senseless. Which I’ll probably do.
“You have not,” she answers with a smile. “And you clean up pretty well yourself.” My black suit blends seamlessly with her outfit, creating a casual yet chic vibe. I dropped my suit jacket earlier and rolled up my shirt sleeves, which exposes my tattoos. Given her fascination with my arms, it is no surprise that she made that comment.
I lean down and place a kiss on the top of her head before saying to her. “Go mingle and keep your guard up.” She rolls her eyes at me. I stop her once more and whisper in her ear. “You know what happens when you roll your eyes at me?”
She steps further and quietly says, “Yes, Sir,” with a wink.
Oh, baby. Game on.
As she walks towards my da’ and Fusco, my eyes are glued to the movement of her arse.
All of us have earpieces, which means I can hear every sound and conversation that takes place.
Scott’s over-the-top sigh pulls me out of my reverie.
“Would you mind being less obvious about your ogling of my sister’s derriere?” I chuckle. This guy is incredible.
