Page 12 of Corrupted Union


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“It’s not like I did it at the same time.” He raises a curious eyebrow, and I relent. “Ok. The mother was better.”

Henry chuckles. “I’m sure she was. She has many more years of experience.”

“Mmm. I love a woman who knows what she’s doing.” As if on cue, a gorgeous woman with large tits eyes me from across the bar. I salute her with my drink. She smiles coyly back, taking a sip of her fruity cocktail.

“I bet,” Henry says. “But damn, dude. Fucking a virgin is a lot of fun, trust me.”

I shrug. “I’ve never done it.”

Henry spits out his drink. The bartender—some guy who thinks he’s hotter than he is—rolls his eyes and grabs a rag to wipe down the counter. “You’ve never fucked a virgin? Leo, you’re missing out man. You don’t even have to try in bed. They don’t know any better.”

“See, that’s the thing, Henry. I might be an asshole, but at least I like giving the women I fuck some enjoyment. I want them to like how I fuck them; otherwise, what’s the point?”

“To fuck,” Henry says like it’s obvious.

“Sure.”

Henry shakes his head. “I will say, even though it’s easy to not even try with a virgin, it’s damn hard getting one into my bed. They’re all prudes.”

“Mmm. Then maybe I need to try to fuck a virgin. I should find one who won’t give it up easy. Make it a challenge to seduce her.”

“Yeah, but who? We’re in LA. There aren’t many here.”

The image of a pretty face, surrounded by soft brown hair, with large innocent eyes fills my mind. “I might know someone.”

“Who?”

I take a sip of my beer before setting it down slowly. “Francesca Moretti.”

Henry’s eyes widen. “Isn’t Marco’s wife a Moretti?”

“Yep. Francesca is Emilia’s sister. Apparently, she’s staying with them for who knows how long. I met her yesterday. It was brief. Fucking work got in the way. But I met her, and she’s cute, man. Too cute for her own good.”

“Those are the best types.” Henry rubs his hands together eagerly. “So, are you gonna try to fuck her?”

“Did you miss the part where I said she’s Emilia’s sister? Emilia fucking hates me. I’m pretty positive Marco has told her about my … proclivities. A girl like Francesca is off-limits. Marco would probably kill me if I went after her.”

“That’s why you need to do it.”

I give him a look. “Seriously? Do you want me to die?” I point at him, narrowing my eyes. “Unless you do because you’re vying for my position.”

“Maybe you’re just chicken shit.”

“What?” Now it’s my turn to almost spit out my drink. “I am not chicken shit.”

“Do you want to make this interesting?” There’s a dangerous glee in Henry’s eyes. “How about we make a bet. You’re always looking for the next challenge. This could be the perfect one for you.”

“What kind of bet?” I hate to admit it, but Henry has piqued my interest. I can never resist a good bet.

“You seduce Francesca and take her virginity.” When the bartender glances over at us, Henry lowers his voice. “And if you fail, you give me your position as second in command. Step down and let me have it.”

I scoff. “And if I win?”

“Uh, you get to fuck the forbidden fruit, dude. Shouldn’t that be a good enough win?”

“Nope. I want your car.”

Henry blinks. “My car?”

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