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“Don’t go anywhere, Benny. We’re only just getting started. Did I tell you this is my favorite game?” I smirk before walking over to my brother, as I slip my hands behind me and tug at my dress, so Benny gets a full view of the curve of my ass. The groan he emits has my smile widening. “Yes?” I ask when I’m in front of a fuming Theo Valentino.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“I’m working. You don’t have to stay and watch, you know. But if you choose to hang around, don’t interrupt me again. He’s probably gone all soft on me already, and I’m going to have to start again.”

“He’s going to kill me,” T grumbles, sitting back down.

“Don’t worry, big brother, I’ll protect you.” I wink, and with an extra sway to my hips, I return to the task at hand. “So, Benny, since we’re friends now, do you care to tell me where I can find Renzo?”

“Fuck you. I ain’t telling you shit, you psychotic bitch.”

“Mmm, okay. I was hoping we were better friends than that.” Spinning around, I look to the two soldiers. “I feel like dancing. Play me some music.”

They share a glance before one of them finally pulls out a phone and starts playing “Sweet but Psycho” by Ava Max.

I laugh. “Aw, my theme song.”

I start moving to the rhythm, letting my hands roam all over my body as I close my eyes and lose myself to the music. Fluttering my lashes open, I look down at Benny, who is staring right at my breasts.

“Do you like these, Benny?” I pull the top of my dress down, removing the shears still positioned between them. I use the sharpened edges to slice along the front of my dress, revealing the black lacy bra hidden underneath. “Answer the question, Benny. Do you like them?” I cup my breasts with my palms and push them closer to his face.

“Ah, sure.”

“Mmm, I’m not convinced,” I say, spinning around again and squatting over him. My brother is glaring in my direction, but he doesn’t say anything, while the other two soldiers are openly gawking with their mouths ajar. “Replay the song. Don’t stop it,” I tell them. “Now, Benny, would you say that we’re better friends? I did let you see my tits after all.”

“S-s-sure,” he stammers.

“Great. Tell me where I can find Renzo.” Kneeling in front of him, I can see the erection tenting his pants. I let my hand brush past it. So close, but not touching. Benny attempts to raise his hips to meet my fingertips.

“No, I can’t.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a shame. Maybe you just need a little more convincing…”

Undoing his belt, I pull it free from the loops of his pants and throw it over my shoulder. I let the straps of my dress slide down my arms and bunch the fabric around my waist, leaving me in my lacy bra and what now looks like a mini skirt. Theo grumbles and groans behind me—continuously. I release Ben’s tie as I stand upright and walk behind him. Letting my hands run down the front of his body, I pinch and twist his nipples. He moans and leans his head back into my stomach. I take the tie and use it as a blindfold.

“Did you know your pleasure is intensified when some of your other senses are dulled?” Adjusting the knot, I walk back around to the front of him, singing the lyrics aloud. I really do love this song.

Theo’s phone rings, and after a minute, he holds it out to me. “Angelica, it’s Neo. He’d like a word with you.”

Approaching my brother, I do nothing to cover my bare skin. “Neo, I’m kinda busy. Can this wait?” I huff, annoyed by yet another interruption.

“No, it can’t fucking wait. Where the fuck is your shirt, Angelica?” he yells through the receiver.

“Like I said, I’m busy…working. Chat later.”

“Consider yourself fucking retired then, Angelica, and put some damn clothes on.”

“You know what? I’m glad you’re watching, Neo. Do me a favor and pay very close attention to what happens next.” I hang up and toss the phone back to my brother. It rings again straight away, and I hear him grumbling something to whom I’m sure is Neo. “It seems my boyfriend is not a fan of our new friendship, Benny boy. You probably know him, right? Neo Valentino?” I watch the color drain from not only Benny’s face but those of the two soldiers standing at the door.

“Ah, boss, mind if I wait outside?” one of them asks.

“Why?” Theo squints his eyes at the speaker.

“Is she really Neo’s girl?” the other adds.

“Do I look like a fucking tabloid magazine?” He directs the question to his men, but doesn’t release them from their posts. “Angelica, you might want to hurry this along before you give my cousin a fucking stroke.”

I turn my head and smile at him. “Don’t worry, this won’t take much longer.” Kneeling in front of my captive again, I ask one more time. “Do you want to tell me where Renzo is, Benny?” I slowly unzip his pants. The dirty son of a bitch isn’t wearing underwear, which makes this that much easier.

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