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Alejandro nodded. ‘I know. But don’t worry. He’ll be dealt with.’

‘But, what was it about?’

He tucked my hair behind my ear and looked into my eyes. ‘Your father and I have many enemies, Alana. I don’t know why that happened tonight, but I will find out. This is why I insist on you having a bodyguard whenever you leave the house. Do you understand why that’s so important now?’

‘Yes,’ I nodded. ‘But I never needed one in New York. If this is about my father …’

‘Just let me deal with it,’ he said softly. Then he reached forward, with me still on his lap, and took a bottle of whisky and a crystal tumbler from the drinks cabinet. He poured a generous measure into the glass and handed it to me.

‘Here. It will help with the shock,’ he said.

I took it from him and downed it in one. The strong liquor burned my throat and made me cough, but I handed the glass back to him.

‘More?’ he raised an eyebrow at me.

‘Yes, please.’

‘Okay,’ he said as he poured another. ‘Careful, princess. This is stronger stuff than you’ll be used to.’

I saw that as a challenge. ‘You think I can’t handle my liquor because I’m a feeble woman?’ I asked.

‘No,’ he said with a laugh. ‘I think you can’t handle fifty proof Scotch when you’re knocking it back like that.’

I knocked the second glass back too, just to prove my point.

ALEJANDRO

By the time the car pulled up outside the house, Alana was completely wasted. She was still sitting on my lap and she ran a hand down my chest, dangerously close to my groin. ‘Did you get me drunk to take advantage of me?’ she giggled.

‘I think you got yourself drunk, princess,’ I said as I set her down gently on the floor of the limousine so I could open the door. I stepped out of the car and held out my hand to her.

‘I don’t think I can stand up,’ she slurred.

‘Ostia! I told you to be careful with that stuff,’ I said with a sigh as I leaned down and scooped her up, pulling her out of the vehicle.

‘You don’t get to tell me what to do. You’re not my father!’ she pouted.

‘No, I’m not,’ I frowned at her. If I was, I would never have handed her over to a monster like me.

I walked her through the house and placed her down on the bed. Her dress had ridden up to the top of her thighs and I was given a glimpse of her black lace panties. My cock stood to attention and I cursed the fact that she was so drunk.

I wanted to fuck her more than I’d ever wanted to fuck anyone in my life. I’d been abstinent now for six long weeks and I was desperate for some relief. I thought about how easy it would be to bury myself inside her sweet pussy. Maybe, once I did, I’d be able to get her out of my system?

She looked up at me and bit on her lower lip and I thought my cock might bust the zipper of my trousers if it got any harder.

‘You’re not going to the hotel tonight, are you?’ she said and I saw tears in her eyes.

I should have gone to the hotel. I should have gone out and fucked someone senseless. ‘No, of course not,’ I told her.

I walked over to her and placed my hand on her forehead. She was warm but not too hot. ‘Sit up,’ I ordered and she did as she was told.

I reached down and took hold of the bottom of her dress. She shuffled her ass so I could lift it up and then I pulled it over her head until she was sitting there in only those tiny little panties.

‘I knew you wanted me,’ she slurred.

I took one of my t-shirts from the dresser and handed it to her. She looked up at me with huge brown eyes and lifted her arms above her head instead of taking the t-shirt from me. I pulled it over her head with a roll of my eyes.

Consentida! She really was a spoiled princess.

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