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“You might want to call your wife. Oh, and if I ever see you tear down another woman on this show, I’ll come back with worse dirt. Understood?”
He nods, and with a smile and a hug for the others, I head off stage to my men. They clap and whistle, and I see the pride on their faces.
Oh yeah, being a rebel feels good, especially with them at my back.
THIRTY
Reign’s manager nearly passed out when she started talking, and now he’s practically crying in a corner, his phone ringing nonstop. I ignore him, smirking as my girl heads toward us. She’s so fucking sexy and strong, I want to drop to my knees and worship her. I don’t, though, simply because I wouldn’t want to undermine what she just did.
She just gave every woman, every girl, the ability to fight back and change the narrative.
Fuck, she’s incredible.
I’ve craved control my entire life, but with her? I’m learning to love the chaos. “Incredible, Miss Harrow!” I murmur.
“You think so?”
“I think I just had babies,” Astro says, making her laugh.
I see Gerald heading this way, and I nod, tugging her behind me. Dal steps into his path with his arms crossed.
“How did you know about my affair?” Gerald roars at Reign.
She ignores my insistent tugging and steps to my side. “You have your sources, I have mine,” she replies innocently. “Were they wrong?”
“I’m going to ruin you,” he hisses.
“Do not threaten Miss Harrow again or I’ll take it as a sign of aggression, and as her bodyguard, I am within my rights to not only disarm you, but make sure you could never follow through on that threat.”
He blinks at me, paling when he realizes I’m very serious, and then he turns and storms away.
She takes Cillian’s arm as we lead her through the building and out to the car, ready to get out of here since she just made an enemy. I scan the area around the car. We left it at the side, knowing we would need to make a quick getaway. We even paid someone to let it idle at the back where the other celebrities enter so we could avoid the cameras.
She hesitates and I stiffen, disliking that she put herself out in the open. It’s like I feel eyes on me everywhere.
“Miss Harrow, get in the car,” I snap.
She turns her glare on me, making me hard and so goddamn turned on it’s difficult to breathe.
“I was just going—”
“Reign, get in the fucking car,” I order, my need and worry for her safety mixing together.
Her eyes widen before she ducks into the car with a defiant hair flip. I climb in after her, the doors shut, and then we’re off. Leaning forward, I grip her throat. “Good girl,” I praise, and she melts. The sight is so fucking sexy, I can’t help myself. “You did so good tonight, baby, so fucking good. I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
“Absolutely,” she replies breathlessly, her eyes locked on me. I love how I get to touch her and order her around when no one else can.
“I have a plan for when we get home, but for now, be a good girl and lean back.”
She does as I command for once, leaning back in the seat.
Sliding to my knees in the car, I push her dress up. “You were so incredible tonight, baby. Let me show you how much I want you. I wanted to storm onto that stage and make you mine to prove it.”
She groans, widening her legs as I settle between them, my hands stroking her skin.
It’s not a long drive from here to the house, so I make quick work of her underwear so her pussy is bare before me. My cock jerks in my slacks, but I ignore my own need and focus on hers.
Sliding my hands up, I grip her hips and lift her to my mouth. She moans as I lick and suck her pussy, her sweet, fruity taste exploding on my tongue. She fights my hold, but I grip her harder, tugging her to my mouth so I can bury my face in her cunt as I lick her pretty little clit, torturing her. I slide two fingers inside her and work them deep, curling them and rubbing at the same time. I force her pleasure from her as she grinds into my touch and cries out for me.
