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Sipping my morning coffee, I hope that the relationship they seem to be building will be as strong as what I feel for my new lover. No. He’s not just a lover. I’min lovewith him. So much. It’s overwhelming at times, but this morning when he’s not here, I miss him.
Although, I do need to get back into the real world. I’ve been neglecting my studies and my friends since this whole whirlwind romance started. Something like heading to Starbucks with my laptop would be a good idea, not only to get out of the house but also to try to focus on something other than the delicious ache between my thighs.
Getting dressed in jeans and a sweater, I grab my computer bag and head out into the driveway. When I see a note attached to my windshield wiper, I can’t help but break into a smile. It has to be from him. My mother would just text me if she wanted to communicate. This guy is so romantic. The date he laid out for us showed me that. Who would have thought?
I have a surprise for you. Meet me at the club, but come in the back.
Come in the back, huh? My mind is in the gutter and I can’t help but giggle at my sophomoric mentality. It’s just that I’m so relaxed, so free since meeting him and I don’t have the desire or need to judge my own thoughts, no matter how goofy they are. He’s liberated me like that, given me the freedom to not care, nor to care what others might think about us.
Looking at his note a second time, it’s exciting to think that he wants me again. My body aches, but in a good way. It’s so fucking hot knowing that Gio is the only man who’s ever going to be with me in that way. Ever.
I had no idea how good anal sex would feel. After I got over the slight pain and discomfort, I longed for it, especially now that I’ve had the chance to rest.
I want more—more of him, his hands, his tongue, and his big, fat cock inside me making me squirt.
My sexual appetite continues to grow since we’ve met, my sexual awakening very much in full effect. We can’t succumb to our desires at the house as much, so being able to fuck at the club sounds like a great idea. Actually, it’s a spectacular idea. I quickly run inside and change into a dress that I hope he’ll like.
Forget the coffee shop, and whatever I was planning just a moment ago. I drive to the club as fast as I legally can.
Pulling my car into the alley, I park and notice that the whole place seems very quiet. It’s early so there’s nobody around yet. I put on a sexy dress just to make sure that whatever Gio has planned, I can definitely get it off quickly, or he can as well.
Are we doing it in his office? On the bar? On the platform? Or maybe I can do a quick striptease for him?
Whatever it is, it’s weird that I don’t see his car. Maybe somebody dropped him off. I shrug and take a quick look in my rearview mirror, just checking if I have a hair out of place.
I know that the back door is usually locked, but I walk to it anyway and give it a pull. Yep, definitely locked. Huh. Is this part of his surprise?
I turn around, and everything goes black when I feel someone cover my head with a sack. I try to scream, but it’s muffled. Even though both my hands are still free, I’m knocked off my feet and dragged roughly. I make a futile attempt at fighting back, but a strong pair of hands bind my wrists with zip ties. I’m thrown on something smooth and leathery. I think I’m at the back of a vehicle.
A dry, calloused hand reaches inside the bag and gags me. Seconds later the hand is gone, being used to grab my feet, where more zip ties are added. I manage to kick aimlessly and hear a masculine grunt as my foot strikes something soft.
But now I can’t move or scream. I try to undo the ties but stop when they cut into my wrists. I hear a door close and then feel some movement as the vehicle peels away out of the alley. I’m trapped. And I have no way to let Gio know where I am or what is happening to me.
Chapter Fourteen
Gio
Even though it’s a busy day and there’s a lot to do, I can’t concentrate. I look at the documents and spreadsheets and can’t make heads or tails of them. My people are telling me important things, but they might as well have been speaking in another language because I can’t focus on anything—anything except Gina, her tight ass, and how good it felt to be inside her, especially with her round little butt bent over a table.
“Boss? Are you listening? What the fuck, man. Get your head in the game,” Jimmy snaps at me. And he’s right. I have to shake my head and divert my attention from Gina and the way I’ve been fucking her six ways to Sunday. There are important things going down in the next few weeks, and if they all come together, then it’s going to be a big step towards going legit. Finally.Finally.
We have a whole war room spread out across the board room table, and it’s a strange merging of legitimate business ventures along with the side stuff that has been our biggest money makers. Pointing at the progression, I direct the guys towards the projects that they should take care of. All I want to do is get out of there and get back to wherever Gina is. I massage the back of my neck and close my eyes briefly.
A call comes on my cell phone, and I see it’s Emilio, the manager at the nightclub. “What’s up?”
“Hey boss. Just got to work and there was a car parked in the alley behind the club. I went to check it out, and there was a note on the windshield addressed to you. From someone named Gina.”
“What does it say?”
“You want me to read it? Sure.” I hear paper crumpling. “Fuck.”
“What is it?” All of a sudden, I’m starting to get angry. What the hell is going on? Why would Gina bother leaving a note at the club this early? “Tell me what it says, Emilio.”
“Boss, I don’t know…”
“Just fucking tell me!” I finally snap, slamming my fist on the table and standing quickly, my chair flying back. It’s suddenly so silent in the room.
“It says she’s sorry but she’s leaving you. Don’t bother coming after her.”
