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That was what I felt as I drove to the Inferno with Beatrice by my side. It was going to be like the first time.
We were at the club almost every night before she went to Florence before she left Maya behind. She loved being in here. I knew she felt as free as me in these walls. The members and staffs in here were family to her as much as they were to me. They knew Maya, and I were related, and they didn’t even bat an eyelash. I knew they were going to accept her with open arms again no matter what her name was.
That wasn’t the cause of the rush. It was the excitement of what I planned for my baby girl.
Holding her hand, I looked at her as we entered the club. She was glowing. Her beauty was breathtaking as she looked at me with happiness in her eyes. She walked toward the stairs, to my floor, to head for Circle 9, but I pulled her back to me.
“Won’t we go up?” she asked with her sultry voice that went straight to my dick.
I shook my head. I knew she was waiting for me to explain, but instead, I flushed our bodies, grabbing her amazing ass as we pressed into each other.
“Do you trust me?” I asked, nuzzling her neck. I couldn’t get enough of her smell, her taste, her. I couldn’t get enough of her, and I didn’t think a lifetime would ever be enough.
She sucked my bottom lip into her mouth mischievously before nodding. “More than I trust myself,” she whispered.
I had to close my eyes for a brief second to control the emotions she caused in me. I had to remind myself, I had a plan for her tonight, to make her rebirth special. But damn if she didn’t make it hard for me.
“Let’s go, then,” I murmured, guiding her toward Circle 1.
We’d tried many things since we got together and kept testing her limit for pain while we were in Florence. It turned out her need for pain wasn’t just her way of dealing with emotions, she loved pain as much as I liked to deliver it. The sharper the pain, the wetter she got. And she told me more than once, she didn’t want to hide what we had from the world, from anyone. That was the reason she left Maya behind. So, I was hoping she’d like my plan for the night.
I took her face between my palm before we enter the Circle 1.
“I know you want to show what we have, and I have an idea to make that happen, but it is totally up to you,” I said.
She rolled her eyes. “Spill it, Zeke.”
“Would you like to do a performance tonight? On the stage?” I asked. I was both nervous and excited about her answer.
She didn’t answer me right away. I watched her face for a reaction. The seconds passed without her answer. I was about to take my offer back when her face finally broke into a huge grin.
“Yes!” she breathed out, kissing me with hunger that caused me to really consider having her right then and there, but she pulled away before I could have a chance to act on my thoughts. “Let’s go in,” she said, pushing the door, and pulling me behind her.
People gathered in groups, talking, and laughing freely. Someone would’ve easily mistaken here for a cocktail salon by the look of it. No one was naked, nobody was having sex, people weren’t even making out.
Beatrice turned to me, frowning. “Why is everyone dressed?” she whispered.
I laughed, pulling the attention toward us. “It’s a performance night, and since it’ll be a special one, no one wants to miss it.”
“Special one?”
I smirked. “I have never given a performance before, baby.”
Her lips turned to a small o before she smiled, pleased with herself. “Let’s not make them wait any longer then,” she whispered, teasing my abs over my shirt.
“Demanding little minx,” I murmured as I walked her to the stage.
She looked at me over her shoulder, winking playfully and I just stopped in my tracks. Seeing her happy, carefree, and young gave me a satisfaction I could never describe with words. I pulled her toward me, feeling her soft curves mold into my arms as I cradled her face.
“God, I love you,” I whispered.
“Romantic. You’re losing your intimidating touch, Master Wyatt,” she said with a giggle.
I chuckled. “You’ll regret saying that.”
She stopped at the top of the stairs that led us to the stage, mischief in her eyes. “I’m counting on it.”
I chuckled and cleared my throat when I saw everyone was watching us.
