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“As ready as I'll ever be. Let's get this over with so I can go home and jerk myself off until I pass out.”
Antonio laughs, puffing smoke between his lips. He flicks the cigarette into the gutter and walks around to the driver’s side of the car. By the time he settles in his seat, I'm already buckled in the back. I don't like sitting too close to people if I can help it. Unless it'shim.
He pulls the car onto the street and I rest my head against the glass, listening to the hum of the engine and sounds of ongoing traffic. It's a breath of fresh air compared to the loud club music I have to listen to most of the day. I'm leaving one busy and chaotic establishment only to enter another. Toxic is the place my father always prefers to bring clients. On the second floor are a few lounging areas and private rooms. It makes it easier to sit close to one another and talk business.
Antonio pulls up to the front of the club and Fernando is waiting for me outside. His arms are crossed and he pins me in place with his paralyzing gaze while gesturing to Antonio to park the car. “You're on time.”
I rush past him, bumping his shoulder with mine a little harder than expected. “That's a good thing, isn't it?” I say, glancing back before entering the club. The doorman automatically recognizes me, allowing me to slip by while offering me a welcoming smile.
Close on my heels, Fernando loops his arm in mine, pulling me into his body. His warm lips press to my ear, causing my whole body to scream in desperation. Fuck, I need his hands on me today. Too bad my clothes are getting in the way. I've never hated wearing a suit more than at this moment. Good thing we aren’t alone right now or nothing would stop me from asking him to rip my clothes off my body.
He releases a few breaths of warm air outside my outer lobe while dragging me toward the stairwell. “No. When you are hosting guests in your own club, you should always be early.”
“What will you do to me for not following protocol?”
He laughs and the sound is malicious. “Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. You will be doing something for me tonight,pequeño.”
My hair stands up as his hand cups the back of my neck.
“What's that?” My pulse beats in my ears as I wait in anticipation. It's daunting and exciting all at once.
“You're going to come upstairs and be on your best behavior.” He's not asking. He's telling, and fuck if it isn’t making it difficult for me to stand up straight as I follow him up the steps.
“And if I don't?” Catching my bottom lip between my teeth, I grin at him.
He lightly squeezes his fingers around my neck like a promise, shoving me up the last few steps. “You'll have to see for yourself.”
Excitement cascades through me and I can't decide if I want to behave or find out what the punishment will be if I don't. Only two options, yet so many opportunities.
Six
Fernando
Once we are all acquainted, Enrico and I sit across from one another. Zacharias is doing most of the talking to our potential business partners. The other men are so enamored with the women surrounding them, I'm not sure they’re even paying attention. Everything important has already been said, so at this point our only goal is to keep them where we want them.
High, happy, and hooked on what we have to offer—our promises along with our words. Loyalty is everything in this business and it's also hard to come by.
Clutching my beer in my hand, I shift in my seat. Enrico eyes me for what feels like hours. He's on his second cocktail, slowly taking sips while occasionally licking his pink tinted lips. I track every movement of the tip of his tongue without meaning to. Earlier I made him a promise I'm hoping he doesn't force me to keep.
I’d wrapped my arms around him and a need to calm the storm in his pale eyes had swept through me. Something warm and satisfying had settled inside me when he’d relaxed in my arms. My words continued to get away from me after that, rushing from my lips the way a river escapes an opened dam. The barrier was too broken to be shut again and I don't think I can stop offering him more than I should even if I tried.
Wrapping his slender fingers around the stem of a cherry, he parts his lips and slowly sets it on his tongue. I squeeze my fingers tighter around my glass and no matter how hard I try, I struggle to avert my eyes from the way his mouth wraps around the ruby red fruit. He's fully aware of me watching him. He wants to give me his best show and I wish I could clear the room so that everything he does is for my eyes only.
His father whispers something in his ear before walking to the other side of the room to greet someone new joining us. Enrico stands up and slides his hand between his thighs to adjust his cock without any caution. Luckily no one is looking in his direction because if they were, I'm not sure I'd be able to stop myself from snapping their neck.
A possessiveness rests its ugly head inside my chest and there's a four-letter word threatening to explode loudly inside me. One I have no business using when referring to him.Mine.
Placing his hand on the new guest's shoulder, Enrico offers him a forced smile before making his way downstairs. I toss back my drink before following him. No one needs me up here anyway. Zacharias has plenty of coverage from front to back and the only place I feel needed is wherever Enrico is.
Slipping away, I rush down the steps and push my way through the busy crowd. Enrico is on the dance floor, rubbing up against a tall blond stranger. The man has his hands all over him and Enrico does nothing to shove them away. An awful sensation ripples through me and my hand wraps tightly around my gun when the man's lips fall to Enrico's neck, kissing all the places my fingers were last on his body.
No, I’m not supposed to touch him, but no one else should be allowed to either. Besides, Enrico is out in public and if the wrong person sees him, it won't go over very well. Realization dawns on me which option from earlier he's choosing tonight. He wants to be bad.
Not for just anyone.
For me and only me.
Always me.
