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I dug the smartphone out of my back pocket, texted one of the security guards near the dance floor, and asked him to monitor her. As soon as she got a drink at the bar, he would bring her to me.
Are you playing a game with me, micina?
Only one.
If you win, you get whatever you ask for.
However, if you lose
* * *
It didn't take longfor Silvio to bring Gia upstairs to my office. She came through the door with her arms folded and looked at me as if I had just pulled her out of an important meeting.
"I'm not here to spend time in your office," she threw at me, a little miffed.
Amused, I glanced at her, leaned against my desk, and motioned to Silvio to back off because I could handle the rest myself.
"You can't just boss me around as you please, mafia prince," Gia grumbled, her eyebrows drawn together in the middle of her forehead. "I got my act together and behaved around your family. You can let me have some fun down there."
"I could." But I wouldn't. Because I had something different in mind, and it had only to do with what Vincenzo had told me earlier.
It was only fair if Gia got the money as compensation for what she had gone through. After all, she had not chosen this new circle of acquaintances entirely voluntarily.
By now, however, I knew her well enough to expect that she would not accept a sum like that. So she had to win this one
However, that wasn't the only reason I wanted to play with her. A quiet voice in the back of my head just wouldn't leave me alone that she was also playing a game with me.
"But you won't. I get it, Dario," she replied. Gia sounded annoyed. An emotion that I had not yet experienced in her.
Did she resent me for picking her out of the crowd? Or had we already started the game without me noticing?
"For some reason, it seems like you're eager to challenge me tonight." My gaze darkened.
Starting with her outfit, which had not only attracted my gaze. Then the behavior she displayed. And last but not least, the attitude she had adopted since she had stepped into my office.
She tilted her head. "Do you think so?"
"Let's skip the foreplay and get right to it,micina," I growled, a smug grin on my lips. "Let's play a game. If you dare."
She snorted. "I was thinking you'd never ask me to do that."
"That's not a yes."
"You didn't ask for my consent," she reminded me. "But yes, I'll play with you."
I raised an eyebrow. That had been significantly easier than I had expected. Actually, I had expected a fight, a little brawl that might end with me shoving my cock deep into her pussy, reminding her how much she enjoyed obeying me. How submissive she could be to me, and how much fun she had when she threw off her control and let herself fully engage with me.
But it seemed it would not come to that. Also good.
Tonight I had to deal with a not transparent Gia, so I was in the dark on what her next step would be. Charming.
"What are you still standing there for? I thought we were playing?" she asked and nodded at me.
I opened my mouth, although I would have preferred to put my hand around her neck just now, so that she wouldn't forget who she was talking to.
"You better tell me what kind of game I'm getting into," she continued, thus not even waiting for my response to her first statement.
I bypassed her sass and shrugged my shoulders. "There's a whole range of possibilities there. Poker. Dice. Betting," I explained, pulling my knife out of the sheath I had attached to my pants. "Knife games."
