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“Where the hell have you been?” My father’s voice booms almost as loudly as the rolling thunder outside.Although I was expecting him to be waiting, I’m still startled. “Jesus, Dad!” I cry, holding my palm over my chest. Then I remember that I’m not decent enough to be in front of him with my shirt wetly clinging to me. Quickly, I cross my arms. “I thought you went out somewhere.”He’s sitting on the couch in the living room, a beer in his hand. “I did go somewhere. To the store.” He digs his fingers into his eye sockets, and suddenly, he seems so tired. “We were out of milk and I know you like it for your cereal.”“I could have just eaten something else,” I say, realizing this was his way of apologizing “But you love cereal for breakfast.” He lifts his weary gaze to me. “I saw you through the camera. Where did you go?”For a moment, I consider lying. But I can’t bring myself to do that to him. “Nathan came by. We went for a walk.”“In the rain? Dressed like that?” He lifts his beer

“Am I your gift or your meal?” I ask in breathless anticipation.“Both. I warned you that you’d be dinner tonight. You still came, so I’m going to assume you’re all right with being eaten?”Dear Lord, I’m going to go up in flames.I clear my throat. “Where are you taking me, by the way ?”“Being that my dining room table is in my home, that’s where I’m taking you.”Nathan lives on the upper floor of a ten-story building in Jersey City. It’s one of those places that has served as everything from an office building to a factory and has now been converted into a swanky loft that maintains that industrial character.I’m informed that while there is a reception area where most of the residents come through, Nathan ’s place has its own entrance. An elevator accessible through his private portion of the garage leads directly to his loft.The elevator bell chimes and we step inside the open space.“Wow,” I say, taking it all in—the brick walls, thick exposed beams, large windows that give you

“Let’s fix that.” When he pulls from me and I stand upright, his hot essence flows from my opening, down the inside of my thighs.“What are you doing?” I cover my crotch after he turns me and drops to his knees and begins to push my dress back up to my waist. “Your cum is still dripping from me.”With his face level with my core, he peers up at me, his eyes darker than I’ve seen before. Taking my hands, he moves them away and holds them and the dress tightly against my lower back. “I will lickmycum from your cunt, your lips, and even your ass, Natalia. Because it’s mine, just like every one of your holes I fuck. Never stop me again, is that clear?”I nod and watch with carnal fascination as he presses his mouth to my pussy. His tongue slides through the folds straight to my clit. He circles it, applies pressure, touches the tip lightly, and sucks onBut it’s when he moans, as if the taste of him mixed with mine is an exotic wine, that my knees nearly buckle. For a moment, I’m envious

“I wasn’t.” She shakes her head vehemently. “Maybe you misheard.”After our morning fuck, she fell asleep again. I wanted to stay in her warmth, but I’m meeting with my capos and soldiers to make the official announcement that the Robertson are now under my control.Then I had a call with Justin. He was finally able to break through the firewall of Harry Shaw’s home security. But there was a problem. The footage had been tampered with and all he could get were fuzzy images that he was still trying to clean up.Even with all that, I couldn’t bring myself to ask her to go.I left her on the bed and went into my large walk-in shower. Five minutes in, I heard the scream. It was the type of blood-curdling scream I’ve grown accustomed to hearing, one full of loss and sorrow and terror.With suds in my hair, I flew out of the bathroom, nearly slipping on the tile floor. Natalia was mumbling, writhing, the sheets fisted in her hands. She screamed again, her face contorting in agony and, for a

“You said you have a lead. It’s been months. You’re king now and have all the power. I want revenge, Nathan !” Katy demands when I find her in the study.She’s sitting in the chair that once belonged to her brother, and it strikes me how much like a mafia princess she looks. Not only does she dress the part, always in Versace from head to toe, but there’s an underlying ruthlessness in her dark eyes she usually keeps well hidden.Not today. Her brown eyes blaze as she stares at me, and there’s a barely noticeable tic in her jaw I take the seat opposite her and look at her from across the desk. “I’m on it.”“Who is it, dammit? Tell me.” She wipes a tear that’s rolled down her cheek, then averts her gaze. “I need to know closure is just around the corner.”“His name is Harry Kane .”Her face whips back to me “Why haven’t you killed him yet?”“Because I don’t kill anyone on a mere suspicion. I need proof. You better than anyone should know the importance of that.”Tilting her chin up, sh