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“You’re correct,” Eoghan confirms. He strolls back over to his seat, and we follow his lead and take the two chairs on either side of him. “This whole meetup has been discreet. I didn’t want to have this conversation over the phone, but I also wanted to be respectful of your decision to move forward or not with my proposal. My clan trusts me and have been nothing but supportive of my rule. I just didn’t want to bring forward my proposal to work with your clan if there was nothing to bring forward. If your answer is no, then nothing changes. You’d always be welcome here regardless.”

“I can appreciate that,” I note. “We didn’t mention this visit to our clan either as we were unsure of what you’re proposing exactly.”

“Well, let me lay it all out on the table. I’m looking to modify the rackets our clan are involved in as you may want to do the same. You may be interested in picking up some of the ones I want to let go of. I want to focus on a few and build our empire through an extended reach. You could do the same here, but that’s just the business aspect of it. I want your clan to have the numbers of our army if ever needed in the States; in exchange, we have that same commitment from your clan. I want the Gallagher Clan here to be an extension of the Gallagher Clan in the States. Our joint rule would be legendary.”

“I don’t think that has ever been done before,” I admit. “From the Russians to the Italians, they may have an allegiance internationally, but it’s not intentional as far as sharing rackets and resources. They’re much too greedy and possessive over their own hierarchy to consider something like this.”

I remove the top from one of the fancy waters in front of me. “And until now, we have been operating under the same premise,” Kai says, grabbing one of the waters for himself.

“That’s why I said we have a chance to change shite up. Let’s build a fucking joint empire, leaving a legacy for our future heirs. We can’t continue down the path of the way things have always been done,” Eoghan says enthusiastically.

Kai actually smiles. “I admit this is not what I expected. This could actually work.”

“Good. I knew the two of you would have reservations about my intent as you should have. But I’m not my father or grandfather. We have a robust army now, and our rackets are more than profitable. However, there is so much more that we could be doing. With only having only one brother and three sisters, I don’t want us to be vulnerable should some wanker get any ideas to weaken our power.”

I can more than relate to his predicament. I have three other brothers in addition to Kai, but this is not their world— not yet anyway. Should something happen to myself or Kai before we could effectively prepare them to rule, our empire is vulnerable. Because of this, it makes sense to merge our reigns to reduce that vulnerability. Eoghan’s clan needs us as much as we need his if we ever hope to rise in power. The more power we have, the more we’ll be seen as a threat. We will need to build a stronger infrastructure that’s impenetrable.

Eoghan shares some of his ideas to strengthen his reign within Dublin by marrying the Irish princess of the second most powerful Irish Mafia here. He doesn’t exactly trust their Clan Chief and believe he is into some rackets neither of us agree with, such as the flesh trade, but it’s a way to maintain the truce established between them and his father. Given what he has shared with me, I feel okay to let him in on part of my plan for now. The rest of my intentions will come as we establish more trust between our two clans.

I delve into the details the night of our father’s murder and what he managed to tell me before he took his last breath. I admit that I’m not sure yet who he was speaking of, but until we find out, everyone is a suspect. I tell him of my plan to marry an Italian princess of one of the most powerful Mafia families in the US to strengthen their allegiance to us.

“That’s bloody brilliant,” he praises. “You’re just solidifying more numbers. But if their family is as powerful as you say, how did you get the boss to agree to that? Those wankers are adamant about their traditions and keeping that power within the family.”

“Through the very thing you just said. Their traditions are ironclad, and I plan to use it against them. Their boss hasn’t agreed to anything yet, but he will.”

I don’t tell him about Aurora in relation to her virginity and how I plan to use it to force Matteo’s hand. While I’m looking forward to working with Eoghan, I have no intention of sharing too prematurely.

“I think this has been a great start,” he says, leaning over the table to shake our hands. “Are you able to stick around for a couple of days? Maybe see some sights. Now that I have your and Kai’s willingness to give this proposal a go, I want to bring it to my clan. I would like us to connect again before you leave, but at my home the next go round so you can meet the clan.”

“I can stick around for a few days. I was planning on it anyway.” I look over at Kai.

“Yeah. Same here,” Kai agrees. “It will be nice to explore a bit. It’s been way too long since I’ve last been here.”

“Then it’s settled,” Eoghan says. “I’ll have the driver bring you back to your hotel, and I’ll be in touch after I talk with the clan. Thank you both for hearing me out. We’re going to do some great things together.”

The ride back to the hotel was quiet, neither of us wanting to discuss what we thought about the meeting in the company of Eoghan’s hired driver. Kai and I make plans to speak later, but first, I have more business to tend to, and it has nothing to do with the sleep I’m so in need of. I hope Aurora is ready to fulfill her promise.

Time is up!

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Lennon

Iplace the 1975 Vintage Glenfiddich and La Maison Du Chocolat on the nightstand. There will be no wine for her tonight. That’s child’s play. I’m introducing her to my exquisite taste for the finest scotch tonight. I remove the Chanel L’Huile Jasmin massage oil from my jean pocket before removing my clothes and leaving them in a pile beside the bed. Aurora is lying flat on her stomach, scrolling through the playlist of my secondary phone. I’ve already connected it to the Bluetooth of the room’s surround system. This penthouse is fully automated, so she’s been exploring all the features. She gives me a casual look over her shoulder before resuming her quest to find music. I told her to be naked and ready when I returned, and surprisingly, she has followed through. Once I’m naked, I fill her tumbler with scotch. I pass her the gentleman’s drink before pulling the sheet back to admire her naked form. Every sensual curve is displayed, but my favorite is the two dimples above her ass. Chris Issak’s“Wicked Game”begins to fill the room. Aurora sings about not dreaming that I’d meet someone like you and not wanting to fall in love. Her voice is actually heavenly—smooth as silk. Too bad she’s a little late on the falling in love part. With the jasmine massage oil in hand, I climb onto the bed and straddle the back of her thighs. I drizzle the oil from her shoulders to those sexy-as-fuck butt dimples. I admit I’ve never invested this much into foreplay, but I want tonight to be special. I’m not a complete dick. I know what she’s giving up tonight— the loyalty to her family.

I knead her back with mild pressure … although I’m far from being an expert. Her delicate flesh beneath my hands stirs up an ache deep in my balls. I definitely prefer to be massaging something else, but I’m willing to go slow with her. I want this to be good for both of us.

She takes a small sip of the scotch before once again looking over her shoulder at me— her eyebrows scrunched. “This is strong. It burns going down,” she mentions. “What is this?”

“Only the finest scotch— a rare cask. My future wife needs to be able to join me in a stiff drink aside from the wine.”

She seems satisfied with that answer and consumes a few more sips.

“Your hands feel nice,” she admits. “I’ve never had a massage before.”

“You’ve never done a lot of things. Tonight is a first of many.”

My hands slowly caress her sides, back, and ass. It’s nice to just massage and admire her body, but my cock is hungry for what is to come. She has finished the entire glass of liquor, so I’m enthusiastic to move things along. I slide my hand down her back once more before letting it continue down the center of her ass. Memories of fucking her here flood my mind.

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