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Me toward the club.
And him headed straight for the back exit.
Three men follow me as I charge through the club. I push people out of my way and zero in on my wife’s back. Bria notices me first, and her eyes widen. She smacks Neomi’s shoulder and signals toward me. Her face shines with amusement, like she knows the show of a lifetime is about to start.
I’m damn sure not finding another Cavallaro a husband. Not one of my men deserves to go through this hell.
I grab Neomi’s shoulder and whip her around to face me. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Oh, you didn’t hear?” Neomi asks, her voice dramatically chirpy. “It’s Visit Your Husband at Work Day.”
“That’s not cute,” I deadpan before pointing Raul in Bria’s direction. “Grab the sister and take her to the waiting room. And keep an eye on her.” I motion between my troublesome wife and her sister. “These ones don’t know how to behave.”
Neomi shrugs and downs the remainder of her drink.
“Whoa,” Bria says, holding up a hand in defense. “I’m an innocent bystander.”
“You are in my club, unwanted,” I reply. “Now, either go with Raul nicely, or he’ll throw you over his shoulder and escort you where I want you.”
“Go, Bria,” Neomi says, rolling her head back. “They won’t hurt you. You’ll probably get popcorn and a ride home.I’llbe the one dealing with the crazy.”
She shoots me a look, and I crack a cruel smirk.
She has no idea.
Bria performs anI’m watching yougesture before Raul grabs her arm and guides her through the club toward the back. She makes small talk with him. Neomi, on the other hand, talks shit the entire time. I’m reminded of the first time she came to my club, and I had to deal with her stabbing a man.
My little wife never fails to bring trouble everywhere she goes.
In my club.
My house.
My motherfucking brain.
I gulp.
And possibly my heart.
Raul escorts Bria into the waiting room, where there are drinks, snacks, and a TV.
I loosen my hold on Neomi but don’t fully release her until she’s shoved into my office, and I slam the door shut behind us.
“Where is Luca?” I scream.
Neomi wrinkles her nose and drops her bag to the floor. “I believe he’s at our house.”
“So, my idiotic cousin just allowed you to walk right out the front door?”
I’m cutting my cousin’s tongue out and then nailing it to his bedroom wall to remind him of this mistake. Luca doesn’t make errors like this. That’s why I assigned him to watch Neomi.
Dumb and Dumber had to have schemed some plan to sneak out.
Neomi crosses her arms as a sly smile plays on her cherry-red lips.
What I’d give to see them around my cock.
My wife wears a short black dress that cuts down the middle of her chest, her cleavage on full display. The dress shows off her tanned legs—legs that were around my head while I ate her sweet pussy last night.
