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As for me? I head up a lucrative gunrunning business on the streets of New York. I have a unique fascination with guns. My appetite must be wetted for me to purchase a one. I can identify any weapon based on its smell and taste. More than anything, I’m an expert and that’s why they call me the best.
I can identify a weapon with my eyes closed. Just give me a whiff and I’m able to match it. Guns and knives turn me on by their metallic quality and especially if they’ve been used.
That acrid scent of gunpowder right after a gun’s been fired, well, nothing can top that besides the taste of pussy. And this girl will be my next stop. I’ll lick and suck her tits and pussy so well that she’ll be spreading her legs for me and taking my cock in no time.
Her hand is small, clutched in my viselike grip as I pull her through the club. If she’s terrified, she doesn’t show it except by the slight tremble of her hand that’s so subtle only I would notice.
It’s my thing to pick up on the subtle nuances of people. I can see the true motives of anyone just by observing them for a few minutes, so abnormally heightened are my senses.
“Where are we?” Caroline timidly asks, and a normal person wouldn’t hear her over the din of the music. But I can. I’m attuned to the slightest variations in the tone and texture of someone’s voice.
“We’re on the corner of Seventh Avenue and 49th St,” I say, leaning in close to speak over the music. While I’m in her personal space, I take the opportunity to breathe her in.
Fuck.
She smells just as delicious as I imagine she tastes, and my cock strains against my zipper, begging to claim her. “You’re at the headquarters of Sin, Inc.”
Her jade eyes widen at the name.
“It’s gonna be okay,” I promise, though I have no idea if it will be okay for her. From what I know, she’s at the center of some drama with Edwin, who at this point is our arch-nemesis.
“Who’s in charge here? You?” Her voice is an interesting combination of nerves and curiosity.
I laugh at the idea. “Nope, I’m just part of the operation. The man you’re asking about is Archibald Cox. He’s the leader and involved in all manner of criminal enterprise. The
seven of us, these guys—” I gesture toward my crew who have dispersed around the club and are making their way separately up to the penthouse, “—we’re all Vice Presidents of Sin, Inc., and we work together on everything.”
I eye her up and down and think about how the seven of us will probably devour her in the near future. She’s so fucking curvy and juicy. There’s no way we’ll be able to resist. Or even want to. Just looking at her, smelling her, hearing her voice has my senses on overdrive.
I lead her through the strip joint and past the luxury VIP rooms into a marble lobby that leads to the elevator. Neither of us say anything as the doors whoosh closed and the cage rises to the top of the tall building where she’ll be kept in isolation.
“You won’t be leaving here anytime soon,” I whisper against her neck as we climb higher in the elevator. Menacingly. Ominously.
Caroline lifts her eyes to mine. “I’m not sure I want to.”
Her comment surprises the fuck out of me, and I chuckle. I immediately know that this one has a vixen buried deep inside. So deeply she may not even know it yet.
She looks like the picture of innocence but her comment would reveal otherwise. And all it makes me want is to dive in and pull it to the surface, ravaging her until she’s a filthy, needy mess.
We’re the only two in this elevator, and I want to pull the emergency brake so that I can get to her first, ravage her and take her to the heights of ecstasy before her imprisonment begins. In truth, it’s begun already. It happened the minute her father gave her away. Some father he is.
Samuel texted us about the whole ordeal, and I’m fucking shocked that her own father would voluntarily give her up as collateral. After all these years in this business, I shouldn’t be, but something about Caroline makes it hard to believe there’s anyone out there who wouldn’t do anything it took to protect her.
If I’d been there, I would’ve killed the fucker.
Apollo, the unofficial leader of our pack, said that we’re to be kind to Caroline and treat her with decency, so that’s what I’m doing. I refrain from taking her right here in the elevator no matter how badly my depraved desires want to take over.
My cock is pressing hard against my pants, and I notice her downcast eyes peering at it. When she looks back up at me, I give her a sinister smile so she knows I caught her looking, and the shudder that wracks her body makes me wish Apollo hadn’t issued the order.
