Page 53 of Bleeding Crowne


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“You have five minutes to leave or I’m coming to get your ass,” he says in a serious tone, and I roll my eyes. There’s no way he’d cause a scene.

I practically run for the door, unlocking it, and rushing out of there. I can feel his cum trickling out of my pussy as I walk, and I hope it doesn’t start running down my legs before I get back to the table. I get back there in time and practically throw myself down onto my chair.

“I’m so sorry about that. I wasn’t feeling too well,” I say in a rush to explain to Antonio.

“It’s alright, cara. These things happen,” he says, though he gives me a funny look. It’s there one second and gone the next. My mind is too frazzled with what just happened, and I don’t realize that it’s probably the hickies he’s looking at.

“Where were we?” I ask. “Oh right, the security detail. I’ll need one for tomorrow because I have a funeral to attend,” I tell me.

“Great. I’ll arrange it,” he tells me, smiling.

I don’t know what the hell is happening, but one minute, I’m sitting there and the next, I’m being hauled up out of my seat. I turn to look and see that it’s Mason. Motherfucker!

“What the hell are you doing?” I shriek at him.

“I said you had five minutes!” he growls back.

“It hasn’t even been five minutes!”

“Like I give a fuck. Let’s go!” he commands.

“What the hell are you doing? Let go of her!” Antonio says, getting out of his seat. He grabs onto my right hand while Mason has my left. When I look around, yep, we have the attention of everyone in here.

“Can we act like fucking civilized people?” I snap under my breath, but loud enough for both of them to hear.

“She’s mine and we’re leaving,” Mason growls at Antonio.

“In case you hadn’t noticed, we’re on a date here,” Antonio growls back at Mason. This is so not what I wanted to happen. It’s like two bullheaded men are standing here facing off, and if I don’t get them away from each other, things will probably get worse between them. But before I can utter another word, Mason is speaking again.

“The cum currently dripping out of her pussy and down her legs says differently,” Mason growls and Antonio looks taken aback. My face flames with mortification. I barely manage to grab my clutch before Mason drags me out of the restaurant behind me.

“I’m so sorry!” I barely manage to yell at Antonio before we’re walking away.

As soon as we step outside, the flashes of cameras blind me. Fucking hell! I hate the paparazzi more than anything. Mason shoves me into his car that the valet must have brought out for him.

“Was that really necessary? And I drove here, so you can let me out now,” I snap at him.

“I’m taking you home! You’re in enough trouble as it is,” he snaps.

“I’m not going back to your house! I’m not staying there anymore. I got a place of my own so you can fucking drop me there!” He gives me a what the fuck look. I give him the address to my new place and then turn and stare out the window, not wanting to talk to him any longer. I remain silent the whole fifteen minutes it takes for him to drive me to my building.

I just wanted one night where I didn’t feel like an epic failure and of course he had to go and ruin it, the asshole!

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