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Chapter 19
Cahill
I watch Sophie come down the stairs. I nearly die. She looks like a super-hot, confident, businesswoman all rolled up into one little sexy package, and I don’t want her to go to this event. But she did it all. She is the reason for tonight. I will smile, and bide my time, and punish her in the bedroom later. I have plans. I still can’t get over using her ass the other night and claiming every part of her. She is all mine, in every way. I plan tomorrow night to take her out for dinner and will propose, then she will be officially mine. I can make the wedding happen quickly if she doesn’t want a big show.
Ruairi called to say he is at the casino, so far everything is running smoothly, and he has talked to security, even the Italians are there to help. Nothing will happen tonight. I am not sure who is bringing Lauren. I know Sophie really wants her there tonight, so I made sure she was invited. Ruairi wasn’t too bothered, maybe there’s trouble in paradise.
The whole way to the casino Liam and Aoife chatter. I sit on my phone checking every camera angel, triple checking the guest list, and Sophie is talking to herself. Not really, she is going over her speech and interview notes. I know she is nervous, but she will smash this. As we pull up to the casino, I see Lauren is waiting outside. She’s wearing a black short sleeve jumpsuit, it’s simple but elegant.
Sophie steps out of the limo, and the cameras go nuts snapping every second and reporters shout at her to turn this way and that.
When I step out the volume from the reporters increases. All I hear is: “Mr. Traynor, how do you feel about tonight? Is Ms. Martin your partner? Is this casino to hide the illegal side of the Traynor family? Is it true the Russian mob took your father out?” I just smile and stand there beside Sophie. I say in a low tone, “Don’t listen to them, this is your night, doll. I got you.”
We look like the perfect couple. Then Liam comes out of the limo and walks over to the press to tell them they aren’t to take pictures of my sister. I can’t have her photo splashed everywhere, I have so many enemies. I have to protect her as much as I can. I know Aoife is raging at me. Soph walks back to grab her hand and drags her over to Lauren to be introduced. Lauren is smiling and looks proud of Sophie. I am glad she has had Lauren as a friend all these years, she seems like a solid girl.
The casino is packed inside with everyone and anyone in the know, I am in awe of Sophie, she really pulled this off.
I do the rounds, talking the talk to who I need to and looking like the good businessman I am. Sophie is doing her press interview. She isn’t too far from me. Aoife and Lauren are both at the bar laughing and drinking. Liam is doing the rounds checking everything. Ruairi is in the background and giving Lauren daggers, something has happened there, I will ask him about it another time.
Sophie walks to me. I am the luckiest bastard in this room to have her, everyone knows I don’t deserve this doll, but she is mine, so everyone can fuck right off. Marco walks toward us just as Sophie reaches me. I pull her closer to me and she squeaks. He is wearing a navy suit, which is rare for him, it’s always black, and the weird loafer shoes he wears with no socks, in winter Ireland is freezing, you need socks.
“Evening, Marco. Enjoying the free food and wine?” I smile at him.
“Buonasera, Cahill, and Ms. Martin,” he says while taking Sophie’s hand to kiss the back of it. Fucking slimy asshole. “You have done so much with the casino. You are someone we need to watch Ms. Martin. Beautiful and smart businesswoman are the most dangerous creatures in the world.” He smiles, showing all his bright white teeth.
“Good evening, sir.” Sophie smiles and looks at me. I didn’t say his family name for a reason, I don’t want to scare her.
“I am glad you are loving what I have done with the place. I’m not sure I am that dangerous. I know others who are worse.” She laughs and smiles at him.
“Call me Marco, Ms. Martin. I am sure you do.” He winks at her. Honestly, I want to punch him, but he is helping me. “Maybe we can get together some time. I need some help with trying to revamp my restaurant and bar. You seem to have an eye for marketing. I will get Cahill to set it up.”
“Of course, Marco. Thank you. I will be in touch.” Sophie directs him toward the restaurant. She will have fuck all chance to be working with him, over my fucking dead body doll. But that is a discussion for another day, more important fires need putting out tonight.
The speeches go off flawlessly and Soph can now relax and enjoy her evening. She is beside Lauren, and they are laughing and catching up. Ruairi approaches me as I tap Sophie on the arm. “Sorry, doll. I just need to chat to Ruairi. I will be back in a sec.” I give her a kiss on the cheek and walk toward him.
“Out with it?”
“It looks like the side door has been busted open. No one has been taken out. The only reason I know the door is busted because there is a small splinter jutting out, anyone else wouldn’t notice unless they look closely. I have everyone on high alert.”
“Fuck!”
I run my hands through my hair. Sophie will need to fix me again. “I will move all the ladies to VIP now and I will make sure there is more security on them. Sophie won’t mind, she knows the drill, so does Aoife, let’s hope Lauren follows.” I raise my eyebrow at Ruairi to give him the heads up I know something is going on.
“Fine, Lauren won’t make a scene for the sake of Sophie. Yes, we aren’t on talking terms. Will tell you later.” Then he walks away.
I walk back to the table, putting on my biggest smile and happy eyes. “Ladies, we need to get you to the VIP section now. We don’t want you missing the best cocktails, do we?” Lauren and Aoife jump up and walk over to the area.
Sophie holds back, asking, “Everything ok? Is there something I need to know?”
I can see the fear and concern in her eyes. “No, no, doll, we just need to move you to the VIP section before it gets rowdier, and I have more men up there.”
She kisses my lips, but her eyes tell me she knows there is more I am not telling her.
The VIP area is gorgeous, so rich and lux, they were the words Sophie used. Of course, Marco is up there with his whore for the evening. I try to seat the women as far away from him as I can, but I also know if something was to happen Marco would be my best bet to help. Marco being the gentleman he is raises a glass toward Sophie and bows his head. That’s his way of saying thank you for a great night, you have done well, and we will work together soon—over my fucking dead body, mate, my caveman is raging right now. I get the ladies settled and head off to find Liam. I don’t want those three out of my sight, but I need to check in with Liam. Just as I am about to approach him, I see him grilling some older man. He is small, has a big beer gut, and looks like he has been in the wars.
“Gentlemen, is everything ok?” I ask so Liam can hear me approach.
“This man is claiming to be Sophie’s father and doesn’t want to cause a fuss. He just wants to see his daughter and is hopeful he can explain himself to her. I don’t even know how he got on the guest list.” Liam growls at the man. The man side steps Liam and stands in front of me.
