Page 191 of Den of Vipers


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Laughing, I take a sip of my drink and look around again. I get it, it’s like Roxers. This is where he’s comfortable and happy, where he found his future. When I look back, though, he’s staring at me. “You’re the best bet I ever won, darling,” he murmurs, his fingers tracing my shoulder. “And this is now your empire too.”

“Yeah?” I grin, leaning in. “What if I decided I didn’t like the way some of your clients looked at me…could I kill them?”

He snorts. “Darling, you could do whatever the fuck you wanted in this city and get away with it. Everyone knows who you are now, and no one, no fucking one, no cops, no judges, gangsters, or criminals, would dare question you. You’re our girl, it comes with privileges.”

“What other kind?” I query, trailing my hand down his chest to cover his cock and squeeze until he groans. His eyes flash dangerously. “What if I yanked up my dress and decided to ride you right here and now?”

He licks his lips, those dark eyes tracing my own lips hungrily as he watches me like I’m the only one in the room. “Then I would say what are you waiting for? This city is yours, and so am I.”

I feel someone close to the table, but I don’t turn my head and neither does Kenzo. No, we make them wait. I’m beginning to realise what this power offers me. If they want our attention, they will wait there silently for hours, not daring to disturb us until we are ready to speak to them. The power is heady, we are fucking untouchable.

Leaning in, I lick Kenzo’s lips. “Why don’t you prove it to me? You say you’re mine…but that makes me yours, darling.” I kiss him hard and fast before pulling back and looking at the man waiting, his eyes dropped to the floor out of respect.

“What?” I snap.

He swallows hard and shifts, but still doesn’t raise his eyes. “So sorry to disturb you, sir and madam. We have a problem, and since you’re here, I figured you would want to deal with it.”

“What kind?” I question, leaning back.

“Erm, someone has been stealing all night,” he answers quickly, making Kenzo snort.

“Idiot.” He laughs.

“Yup.” I grin, and watching the guy, I turn to Kenzo. “We can’t have that, can we?” I purr.

“Call the guys, let’s have some fun,” Kenzo orders, downing his drink. “Tie him up in the kitchen and make him wait,” he instructs the man, who nods and rushes off to do just that.

Laughing, I send out a group text, and we wait, both of us teasing each other as we watch the room. The man returns to guard our booth and wait for further instructions as we flirt.

The Vipers will never settle down, this is their world, and right now, I’m all the way in. He’s right, this is going to be fun. I’m going to see my guys in action again, and we all know how wet that gets me.

Not twenty minutes later, they stroll into the club, and every eye turns to them including mine. The power they hold, it flows from them, it’s addictive. Even if it was my first time seeing them, I would see that authority surrounding them in the way they hold their heads up, their eyes flickering across the room and dismissing what they see until they land on me—all three sets hungry.

All three mine.

I’m a lucky fucking bitch.

Ryder is in a suit and looks as perfect as always—cold eyes and too perfect face and body, untouchable. Except for me, I can touch him all I want. Which sounds dirty…but I guess it’s true. His lips kick up in a familiar, arrogant smirk as he moves through the crowd like a snake, all smooth, coiled tension and power. I see the flash of a gun at his hip, and it makes me lick my lips as my eyes flick to Diesel next to him.

He has on his leather jacket and nothing underneath, showing his built chest and framing the bird and snake over his heart perfectly. There’s a knife sticking up from his black jeans with rips down the front. He has a cigarette held between his lips, his blue eyes grinning as he watches me. His blond hair is pulled back behind his head, making the sharp angles of his beautiful face stand out. I can’t help but wink as I look to Garrett next. God, when I first saw this man…I thought he was a fucking giant.

I’m right. He’s huge. Towering over everyone here. His body screams danger, killer. The tattoos covering every inch of his skin are like intricate works of art, and with him wearing all black and weapons, he looks like an assassin. His hair is pushed back, his piercings shining, and his stern gaze scanning the crowd for threats until they land on me. He smiles, making the rest of the room disappear.

Yes, I’m a lucky fucking bitch. All three are gods, untouchable Vipers, and all mine.

Kenzo licks my ear. “Ready, darling?”

It’s time to play.

Slipping from the booth as the others reach me, I let them run their eyes across the dress. Diesel drops to his knees and kisses my hand dramatically. “Goddamn, Little Bird, please tell me you called so we can fuck.”

Laughing, I lean down and kiss him. “Later, baby.”

Ryder kisses me softly before nodding at Kenzo. Garrett nods but hesitates, so I slip past Diesel and press into his chest, letting him decide. He lowers his head slowly, and I kiss him softly. “Hey, baby,” he murmurs.

“Hey, big guy,” I whisper, before pulling away reluctantly. I grab my drink and toss it back. “Someone is stealing from us. He’s tied up in the back. I figured we could have some fun with him,” I offer, and then turn back to the man who tied him up and is currently patiently waiting. “Lead the way.”

He nods and hurries away, checking that we are following every few steps. All eyes are on us now, all scared, but they are safe for now. I keep my head held high as I stroll behind the man. Ryder’s hand lands on my back as he leans in. “Like a true fucking viper queen,” he murmurs, making me grin as the man opens a door and leads us through a hallway to swinging doors.

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