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She’s shaking, but she does as she’s told, and fuck, if it isn’t a show she puts on for me, as she lets the cum out slowly and then rubs it in, big circles, plastering the shirt and my cum over her tits.
When she’s done, I drag her up. “How does that feel, MG?”
“Hendrick’s better.”
The words stab. Ticking time bombs in the air.
“Well, I guess I’ll have to keep trying, improve.”
“Not on me.”
“Yeah, MG, on you.”
“I’m not playing your games,” she snarls.
I smile. “You just did.”
“I didn’t have a choice.”
“There’s always a choice,” I say softly. “And you know it.”
When she looks at me, there’s desire and fury. Then she shakes her head. “Maybe there is. So I’m making mine. Whatever this piddly little fucking power play or game or whatever the fuck you two are doing is? Count me out. I won’t be a pawn.”
“You dropped your panties for the enemy, MG. It’s a little too late. I don’t know if you’re conspiring with him, so we see this through. You’re in my life, to do with what I want until I have my necklace.”
“Fuck. You. The answer is no.” Her voice starts to shake. “I’ll return your money. All of it. Including expenses. Consider this done. Just give me something to wear and I’m gone.”
“No.”
I don’t even need to think about it.
“Fine, I’m going like this,” she says. “Here’s your letter. You’ll have your money.”
I slam my hand on the door and box her in.
The letter is crumpled, wet, and the writing is bleeding a little from whatever fucking pen he used. Probably a fountain pen. He’s just that kind of asshole. And on the front’s her name.
I’m sure she thinks it’s there for her, like a warning he knows all about her, but it’s to let me know he knows all about her.
A threat against her? A word to me that she’s under his protection? I’m not sure. But I know that’s also his intent, for me not to know.
It works because I don’t know which way will piss him off more, terrorizing her and hurting her—if I choose to do so—or turning her to my bidding. It’s a strategic move, and until I work out his feelings on the matter, it works.
Of course, I’m not killing her. She’s the best bet I have of getting the fucking necklace. But Hendrick’s letting me know he knows I’m after it. Fuck. He always likes to play five angles at once.
Angela Magdalena Jones. I knew her name was Magdalena and she uses Rossi. I never bothered reading the rest, but this will be in her dossier. Which took a lot to get. He has it too.
Even if she found his dick magic, she’s not a kiss and tell type.
I slide her a glance, the anger rising again. Anger at her riding the fucking Hendrick train. She was mine first. Yeah, I’m back to that because it’s true.
Yet another thing he took from me.
“Open it, MG.”
She doesn’t hide the loathing. She can’t stop the dip of her gaze down to my cock, but she does as asked and opens the envelope. She pulls the letter out. “Let me go.”
I snatch it. “No.”
