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“No, Rafael.”
“Huh. Didn’t know he had fun.”
She had no idea the type of fun Rafael had, and I wasn’t going to tell her. Not now when things were unstable between us again.
“Can we start over?”
“No.”
Fuck. I scoured my brain, trying to come up with some way to salvage the evening.
The plan was clear: dance in the cage and seduce Mari. That was it.
We hadn’t made contingencies for her reaction. A massive mistake if ever there was one.
The music changed, and the remaining two dancers exited the cages, prowling toward their victims. “Unless you want to see your cousin give Ash a lap dance, we should get out of here.”
Mari narrowed her eyes at me, then winced when Aislynn’s irate voice echoed over the music.
“Are you fucking kidding me?! You couldn’t give me one night, you controlling prick?”
We were moving toward them before she was done talking. Her face was twisted with rage, and while Cameron looked more relaxed, I knew he was seething.
“You wanted strippers, you got them!” Cameron yelled back. “What’s the problem?”
“The problem is you, Cameron. It’s always you.”
“Better get used to it, then. I’m not going anywhere.”
Mari glanced at her friends, glaring at the dancer who was grinding all over Shara. Though, it looked like she was more than enjoying it. Apparently drama wasn’t enough to distract Shara from what she wanted, and with the way she was undressing him with her eyes, Rafael’s man was just the flavor she was looking for.
“What do you want to do, Ash?” Mari’s fingers twitched at her sides, though she tried to hide it. She was pissed too.
“Go take care of your man.” Ash waved us off, voice deepening with irritation as she turned back to Cameron. “I’ll take care of mine.”
“Is that a threat, princess?”
“It’s a promise, baby.”
“You heard the lady. Let’s go.” Mari grabbed my wrist, barely touching me as she towed me through the club and toward a side hallway. Everyone was watching us out of the corner of their eyes, but only Aislynn and Shara were brave enough to do it outright.
Why did that turn me on so much? The way Mari wielded her power in every situation was just hot. Would she use it on me if I asked? I wasn’t someone who enjoyed being commanded, but thinking of Mari naked, telling me exactly what to do to make her scream? I was pretty sure I’d be okay with that.
We didn’t say anything as we wound down the hallway to the last door on the right. She unlocked it with her fingerprint and shoved me inside. Yeah, I definitely didn’t mind the manhandling.
The office was fancy but nothing special.
It was all moody florals, dark and dangerous. I was pretty sure all the flowers in the prints were poisonous, though I doubted many others would know that. Rich, luxurious fabrics and high-quality furniture. A velvet couch and matching armchairs that looked pristine, expensive booze on the bar cart. It was all very Mari, and I loved that she’d brought me here instead of somewhere else in the club.
The second the door closed, she turned on me.
It was in Mari’s nature to hunt the prey in the room, but this was something else.
Every step forward was measured. Every sway of her hips was intentional. Even the way she stared at me, eyes burning with residual anger and lust, was controlled.
All of it added up to one unavoidable fact.
I was harder than I’d ever been, and it was because of her. For her. Only her.
