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CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
BENNY
I still feelNeomi’s scratches on my back as I walk into Seven Seconds. My dick stirs at the reminder of what she gave me … how it felt when I slid inside her needy pussy. I want to rush to the mansion, take her home, and spend all day pleasuring her sexy body.
I want to touch my unwanted wife every second of every damn day.
Raul smirks and runs a hand over his mustache when I walk into the club’s security room, where he and two other men are. The club hasn’t opened for the night, so little action is happening.
I jerk my head toward the hallway. Raul follows me into my office. His voice was full of concern when he called and said they’d found something in my office. But now, he’s chill as fuck.
I circle my desk and collapse into the chair. “What’d you find?”
My employees and I regularly check my office for bugs, cameras, and items that don’t belong. They debugged it after I left with Neomi.
Raul slips something from his pocket and places it on the desk.
I lean forward and pick up what appears to be a small recording device. Playing with it in my hand, I wait for Raul to provide answers.
“We found it on the bookshelf.” He points in that direction. “It was placed last night, so there’s hardly any footage on it.”
Warning bells ring in my ears.
“Did you watch the footage?” I snap, tightening my lips.
He bows his head and slowly nods.
I slam my hand onto the desk, hoping to God they didn’t witness me almost taking my wife in here. “Dammit, Raul. You don’t watch footage until I instruct you to, and I most definitely did not instruct you to watch shit.”
“I’m sorry, boss.” Raul clears his throat. “After what happened with the shooting and whatnot, I thought it might give us intel.” He scrubs his hand over his mouth, and I see a hint of a smile.
Since when do my men smile?
“There’s nothing on the footage but the culprit revealing themself,” he continues. “A thumb drive is connected to the side. It seems they forgot to remove that.”
“Amateur,” I say with a huff.
“I figured you’d want to watch it. It’s very … interesting.”
I nod and wave him out of my office. When he leaves, I insert the thumb drive into my computer and relax in my chair, waiting for the show. I play with a pen in my hand as the video starts. And then I understand Raul’s smile.
I can’t stop myself from doing the same.
I watch as my little wife plants the camera. She steps back, proud of herself, and inspects her pitiful spy work.
“This goddamn woman.” I shake my head and turn off the screen before tucking the thumb drive into my pocket.
“Boss!” Raul calls out, chasing me after I leave my office and head for the door. “I also have info on the ID you sent me.”
“Don’t you think you should’ve told me that first?” I rub my forehead.
He shoots me an apologetic smile. “The guy was Laurence Hodgkins.”
“Never heard the name before.”
“He’s married to Aria Lombardi.”
“Ah. Now, that makes sense.”
