Page 4 of Sinful Hearts


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Taylor smiles. “Exactly. Ah, here he is. I’d recognize those shoulders anywhere.”

I turn from the orgy in front of us, following her gaze to the tall, powerfully built man in his mid-thirties striding across the room toward us. He’s wearing an impeccably cut dark suit, clearly custom tailored, and even with the gold and black mask covering the top half of his face, it’s obvious he’s extremely handsome.

“Ms. Crown,” he growls in a low baritone. “Welcome to my humble playground.”

Taylor gives him a cool, professional nod and handshake. But when he brings her hand to his lips and kisses the back of it, I can see her cheeks heat.

“And you must be Ms. Guin,” he purrs, turning his dark eyes to me. I shiver as I take his hand. Mercifully, he doesn’t kiss mine.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Sartorre.”

He smirks, glancing at Taylor and then back to me. “Please, just Dante. It’s a little difficult to be so formal with allthatgoing on ten feet away, isn’t it?” He nods his chin at the live-action porn movie writhing and moaning behind us. My face heats as something wicked pools in my core.

Dante clears his throat, clasping his hands together as he turns to Taylor. “Slight change of plans. I appreciate you bringing additional talent from your firm tonight. But I’d prefer to hammer out the details of our arrangement between just the two of us.”

Taylor arches a brow. “Oh?”

“I can assume that the business I would be bringing to your firm would get me a named partner as my personal attorney?”

“Of course.”

“That named partner being you?”

Taylor nods her chin. “Certainly, if that’s what you’d like.”

“It is. And I’d like to start now. I’m prepared to sign our contract here tonight.”

Taylor turns to glance at me, then back to Dante. “Would you give the two of us a moment?”

“Not a problem,” he smiles widely.

Taylor smiles as she pulls me aside. “So, plot twist.”

“Do you want me to insist on joining?”

She shakes her head. “No, I’m fine. Trust me, I can handle a man like him. I’m just sorry to have dragged you out tonight for nothing. Please, feel free to leave.”

When I nod, she turns back to Dante. “Well, lead the way.”

He grins an unapologetically wolfish and hungry smile at my boss before turning to me. “Please, Ms. Guin, stay and enjoy yourself. Play, or just watch…” he grins at my white and gold wristband. “Club Venom exists to let your wildest desires come true.”

He turns to Taylor, extending an arm that she loops hers through. They start to walk away toward what looks like a private room, when Taylor glances over her shoulder to arch a questioning brow at me.

I mouth “I’m going to go” with a jerk of my thumb, and she nods with a smile before she and Dante disappear through the guarded door.

My pulse thuds.

My skin tingles.

This is going better than expected.

My original plan for the night, which I went over as meticulously as if I were planning to storm of the beaches of Normandy, was…complex. It involved arriving with Taylor, doing the pitch meeting with Dante, and thenleavingwith Taylor. At which point, I’d make up an excuse of wanting to wait for my own ride, stall until Taylor was gone, and then re-enter the club alone. But now that Taylor’s busy, well, I guess I’ve fast forwarded to the alone part.

As a guest, I have full access to the club for the night. Which I very much planned to use in my master plan to find a stranger, lose my virginity, and thereby break Leo’s hold on me and shatter his fucked-up interest in me.

I’ve been his pawn for too long, no matter how well I’ve avoided him. That ends tonight.

But first…Christ, I need another fucking drink.

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