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Chapter 23

Luna

Theairchangesinthe room when I look up. Fin comes in from talking to his uncle. They both stride toward the men who serve under them. Seeing me follow in their steps, Fin gives me a wink. I order a shot, lift it in his direction, and take it. He gives me a subtle head twist, telling me to stop drinking. This time, I give him the wink.

The idea of him pinning me to a wall and kissing me is all the motivation I need to keep playing this game with him.

“Another drink?” the bartender from before asks. He refuses to look at me—not that I care.

“Yes.” I smile. “Can you send over a shot of vodka to Fin O’Conner?” His eyes bounce to where Fin’s group stands. “Or should I tell Mr. O’Conner you keep flirting with me?” I purr, my hand going to touch his.

“No problem, miss,” he answers shakily, and I retract my hand before we touch. Using him to flirt with my fiancé probably isn’t nice. But I like when Fin gets riled up. He gives me a high when he goes all caveman. I would have never thought it was true. I thought I would like to be the one calling the shots, but my body is all too willing to submit to him behind closed doors.

I track the drink, and when it lands in Fin’s hands, I pull out my lipstick and reapply the blood-red color.

I expect him to march over to me, pull my body into his, and tell me I shouldn’t have done that. But he’s still talking to his group, looking unaffected. The drink stays in his hand.

Playing with the knife he gave me, I flip it up and down. My body heats, and I know he’s watching. I take my knife and drag it down my cleavage, just enough to snag the material. Repeating the process, the knife easily cuts my corset between my breasts, and I make about a two-inch split. It has my boobs popping out even more than before.

“You’re playing with fire.” I can feel his large frame behind me before I hear the rumble of his voice. My heart beats fast. I look over my shoulder, and his eyes are piercing, his jaw chiseled with a distinct “don’t fuck with me” clench.

“I like the burn.”

Electricity crackles between us, his eyes sweeping toward the cut I made in my top.

“Just think what else this knife could do. With a flick of my wrist, it could split in half.” My voice is seductive and soft. Anticipation tingles over my body, leaving goose bumps across my chest.

His hands twist my body to face him fully. It happens fast, and I gasp. My heart does a little victory dance as his eyes roam over me once again. He tries to keep his expression neutral, but I see the flash in his eyes.

“Be careful what you wish for.” He towers over me. It has me feeling secure and wanted. “I need to finish up a meeting with my uncle, but once I’m done, be prepared. I’m coming for you.” His threat has me clenching my legs together.

When he takes a step back, cold air takes his place. My eyes narrow on his broad shoulders and back. No man has ever walked away from me when I was offering something amazing. My lips purse, my spine prickling with frustration.

I’m going to have to amp up my game. Fin should know this about me. When I want something, I always receive it. I don’t care if he has a meeting. This is our engagement party, not a place to conduct deals and agreements.

I stroll over toward my sister’s man, Romeo, and his brother Max.

“Romeo, Maximus,” I greet, batting my eyes.

“I don’t know what you are up to, but it’s no good,” Romeo says, his eyes searching for Fin, I’m sure. “This is my cue to go find Gia.” He leaves us in search of my sister.

“What about you?” I question Max.

The threat of what Fin will do if he finds me with Max is at the front of my mind. Do I feel bad about roping Max into this?No.In fact, I think he likes fighting with people in general.

“What is he going to do to me because ofyourflirting?”

Yup, he’s aware. I shrug. “Probably something to do with your eyes or tongue.”

“Maybe he can teach me a few new tricks.” He smiles before adding, “Hopefully not remove them from my body.” He laughs.

Before I laugh, a large shadow covers me. I can’t keep the grin off my face, and I wink at Max. He doesn’t say a word but leaves with a manly nod toward Fin behind me.

Fin’s hand slides around my waist. His lips brush over my neck, his voice vibrating along my pulse. “I’m going to enjoy your punishment.” My back arches against him, and his erection is firmly pushed into me.

His fingers slip between mine, and he leads us out of the room and up some stairs before we stand overlooking everyone down below. I’m assuming it’s a two-way mirror that displays everyone beneath us.

I want to ask if anyone can see us, but the idea that maybe they can thrills me to no end.

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