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When did that nickname change from a taunting sneer to a term of endearment? I can’t be sure, but I like it. Every time he calls me that now, I feel like he’s telling me I’m precious to him.

“What did you have in mind?” I arch closer, deepening the kiss. Nero’s masculine groan rumbles against my lips, and he grabs my ass with both hands, massaging my cheeks through the thin fabric of my sundress.

“You look so hot in that thing,” he growls, tearing away. “How about you bend over my desk and let me get that pussy nice and wet?”

Desire shoots through me. I’m just about to turn around and do exactly what he’s asking when voices come from outside the office, angry and loud.

Nero steps away from me, just as Chase storms in, with Miles and another tall, shaven-headed guy hot on their tail.

“What the fuck’s going on?” Nero demands, suddenly all business again.

They crowd in, and I step back, out of the way.

“The shipment got busted,” Chase says.

“What?” Nero exclaims. “How?”

“Feds came out of nowhere,” he says. “Our guys didn’t stand a chance. They’ve got them in custody.”

“Fuck!” Nero slams his fist on the table, so loud I flinch. “Fuck.”

“What do you want to do, boss?” Miles looks anxious. “I can get down there, try to bail them out ASAP, but I’m guessing the Feds won’t make it easy.”

Nero paces, dragging a hand through his hair. “Wait. Give me a minute to think.”

The shaven-headed one steps up, finally speaking. “You better think fast, Barretti. Because clearly, the Feds are all over this organization. And they’ll be coming for you next.”

My heart plummets.

Shit.

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