Page 50 of A Shade of Evil


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I sense the disapproval coming from Allegra, who has probably never been anywhere near a whore before. At least that’s what she thinks Heather is and I say softly, “Heather has agreed to help with our problem.”

I glance at my watch and say casually. “In fifteen minutes’ time your cab will leave, taking you home and will return here twelve hours later. However, the person traveling in it is currently sitting opposite you.”

“Excuse me.” Allegra stares at me in shock and I smile wickedly. “You will swap places. Heather will accompany you to a private room where you will swap clothes. She will wear a wig and carry your folder and head back to your apartment. You will re-join me here and nobody will be any wiser.”

Allegra’s mouth drops open and she stutters, “But…”

She gulps. “My brother will know.”

“Who is away for the next seven days on tour with his club.” I remind her and she stutters, “It won’t work. People know me there. They will realize she isn’t me and what if I get visitors?”

“You won’t.” I laugh softly. “You won’t answer when they call, and any texts will be telling them you are busy working and arrange to meet next week instead.”

“But the doorman will. We always chat.”

“Who has been paid to assure anyone asking that you are currently tucked up in bed.”

“You’re mad.” She shakes her head, staring at Heather in confusion. “But we don’t even look alike.” She says, almost to herself, and Heather speaks up. “Not now, but we soon will. Come on honey, this will be a fun game.”

As if on autopilot, Allegra stands and follows her through the wall of guards and toward the back room without saying another word or even looking in my direction.

Kyle shakes his head as we watch them go and whispers, “Do you think this will work?”

“Of course. People believe what their eyes tell them. Heather will play her part and I’m really hoping Allegra will play hers.”

I laugh at the amusement on his face as he chuckles, “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

* * *

Ten minuteslater and every wish I had regarding her comes true as the men part and an angel appears before me.

She is dressed in the gold costume that molds to her body like a silk glove, the zipper revealing a cleavage I can’t wait to bury my face into, wearing high stilettos that make her legs appear even longer. Her face is painted professionally, and her ruby red lips are fixed in a pout and her black-lined eyes glitter as she tosses her new long blonde hair over her shoulder. Her eyes flash behind the gold mask she is wearing that covers half her face, and she heads toward me with purpose.

I swear I am so hard right now as she leans down and whispers in my ear, “Is this what you want? A cheap whore.”

Reaching out, I grab her hips and pull her so she is straddling my lap, and I tip her face to mine and whisper, “Come on baby, it’s dress up time. Dance for me and lose yourself in fantasy.”

“In your dreams, asshole.”

I grip her face tightly and hiss, “You will do what I fucking tell you because I own you, remember? You will dance for me in my club, and only then will you be qualified to dream up a campaign in its name. Think of it as research and putting everything into your job. Show me what you’re made of, baby girl, and then I’ll show you what happens next.”

I almost believe she’ll bail on me. The tight fury in her eyes makes that a distinct possibility, but she surprises me by twisting her mouth into a wicked grin and then slowly moves her hips before my eyes. As she loses herself in the music, she runs her hands over her body and moans softly, owning the role she has been given and I stare in shock as she sucks in her bottom lip and sighs, pushing her breasts up with her hands and swinging her hips.

My hands are on either side of her thighs and she feels so good in them. She commands my complete attention, and it’s as if we are the only ones in the room. I even black out my men as she swings her hips from side to side, teasing me by lowering her zip just enough to test my resolve. Her tits are fucking amazing as they swell against the fabric and as she leans forward, my face is in touching distance, and I am so hard right now I could fuck her with no care for who’s watching.

“Let me through.” I hear a loud voice behind one of my men who is doing a very good job of keeping someone out and as Kyle stands, I instinctively reach for Allegra and pull her onto my lap, her face against my chest as Kyle turns and from the expression in his eye, I’m not going to like this.

“Lucas Stevenson wants a word, boss.”

“Fuck.” Allegra hisses in my arms and stiffens and I say roughly, “I’m a little busy here.”

Kyle shrugs and in a moment of pure wickedness, I sigh and say with resignation, “Let him through.”

Allegra pinches my arm and it damn well hurts, so I tighten my hold and say pleasantly, “Judge Stevenson, this is an unexpected pleasure. I’m sorry, as you can see, I’m a little busy right now.”

The expression on his face is priceless and I really wish Allegra could see it, but she lies frozen in my arms and has almost stopped breathing as he says roughly, “You are fucking finished, Shade. What the fuck are you playing at with my niece?”

“Your niece?” I say with a puzzled frown.

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