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I make my way out to the foyer to continue down the stairs that will lead me out, but my steps slow when classical music fills the room. The music feels out of place just like the woman who will be dancing to it. The woman I’ve been trying to get out of my head all fucking day.Lilly St. James.

I’m a floor down from my lounge so when I gaze up at her in her crystal ball, I don’t get the full blown view I usually have, but what I’m looking at is fucking amazing. She looks amazing.

She’s in black tonight. The dress she wears is a dupe of the one she had on last night.

Again, I give Tatiana credit for her creative work. The classical piece I hear is Swan lake. I remember it from school. It suits her as she glides around like it’s familiar to her. She moves like the music is flowing from her in such a striking way that she can compel a badass mobster like me to stop and stare.

I can’t help it.

I move over to the balcony to get a closer look. One last look, one last time.

From here I can watch her from afar without any interaction. Lilly St. James will never even know I was here.

My mouth waters at the sight of her and I remember the taste of her. the taste of every part of her, and how her moans aroused me to devour her.

Lust filled invisible fingers seep into my mind as my eyes roam over her fine body in its graceful stride.

I want her all over again and fuck if I wasn’t standing here and her up there, I’d take her right here up against this wall.

The floor is open for men to place their bids on her and she won’t say no because she agreed to doanything…

Only the desperate and the troubled would agree to something like that.

Look at her, beautiful and ethereal, like something hallowed. The angel dancing in my club looking better than I could have conjured.

That look in her eyes begged me to save her. Unlike when I slowed in my race to save Amelia, I don’t think I can slow down now. I don’t know what Lilly’s story is and I probably shouldn’t walk that path. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to allow another man to touch her and doanythingto her.

Not when I want her for myself.

I don’t want anybody else touching her. I don’t even want them to look at her.

Somehow… she feels like mine whether she knows it or not, or whether or not I choose to step away from fear and claim her as mine.

That means there’s only one thing to do.

I take out my phone and call Mimi. She answers on the first ring.

“Hey Christian, what’s up?” she says.

“Close the bids on the angel,” I say.

“What? Why would you do that?”

Mimi knows I’m not fucking stupid, or mad enough to do something like that without a plan.

“Just do it,” I tell her.

“Christian that’s her money you’re playing with. You better have some form of compensation up your sleeve.” I almost see her face from that inquisitive hint in her tone. She knows I booked Lilly the last few nights, but she wouldn’t ask me about things like that.

“I’ll make it up to her.” That’s all she needs to know.

“Okay.”

Chapter Fourteen

Lilly

It’s been five days now since I last saw Christian.

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