Page 21 of Lukas

Chapter Nine

Oh God.

“Lukas…”

She could barely see his eyes in the darkened hallway but saw them narrow as he leaned back against the door she would need to get through to exit. “Why are you here, princess?”

The words were soft, but the lack of volume didn’t make her feel any more safe. She couldn’t tell him the truth.

“I-I…” Oh God.

“I think I explained when you came to see me in my office yesterday that the membership to this club is very exclusive. Non-members are not allowed to wander around un-escorted. Why are you here, Reina?”

She hated that tone, hated that it wasn’t the playful, sexy Lukas who’d held her Sunday night, but Lukas Rinaldi, underboss of La Cosa Nostra dealing with an intruder. What would he do if he found out the truth?

“I was curious, sir,” she whispered. “Wasn’t sure if I could handle it tomorrow so thought I would… observe again tonight to see if I could come to a decision.”

He relaxed just the slightest bit. “How did you get down here this time? I know for a fact we had an electronic lock placed on the door upstairs.”

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

“I-I…”

He stepped away from the door. “You used that giant brain of yours and figured out some way to pick it.”

Well, actually, she’d used information she’d hacked from his personal computer to find the combination in an email that had been sent out to employees.

“Yes.”

“Did you think I would be here tonight?”

“No—no, sir.”

He took a step closer. “Sir. I like the sound of that on your lips.”

She would’ve never risked coming if she’d thought he was here. Reina had finally found the server room in the back corner, down a hall past the bathrooms and a small kitchen. She’d used a program that had gotten her past the electronic lock and into the room itself. She’d almost gotten the software patch—the one that would give her unlimited access to the Rinaldi family’s businesses, and others they were connected to, operational when she’d heard the electronic lock click open again.

She’d been trapped. The server room left nowhere to hide. So, she used the only ruse she could think of, tearing her blouse over her head and pushing her skirt to her waist. She had one hand inside her panties and the other pinching a nipple by the time the guard made it inside.

“What the hell are you doing in here?”

She moved her fingers in and out of herself and kept her hand on her breast to play with that nipple. “My master said to find a dark corner and make myself come five times for being so naughty.”

The guard rolled his eyes. “Doesn’t sound like much of a punishment to me. But look, you can’t do that in here. This door should’ve been locked. No one’s allowed in here at all. So find another corner to get yourself off.”

Reina hadn’t argued. She’d gotten her shirt back on, pulled down her skirt, and ran. She’d have to come back and finish. All she needed was a couple more minutes, but she knew it couldn’t be tonight and decided to leave.

And damn it, if she hadn’t gotten caught up watching the woman tied up so intricately and the man using her however he desired, she would’ve made it out. But as soon as the woman had begun to beg, Reina couldn’t stop herself. She had to watch.

Then, she hadn’t been able to turn away, wondering what it would be like to be tied like that and Lukas the one fucking her without mercy, helpless to do anything but be used for his pleasure.

The two of them were still going at it. Reina could hear the woman’s moans and sobs over her shoulder as she faced Lukas.

“You thought I wouldn’t be here, but I am,” he said, taking a step closer. “And we’ll talk later about the break-in and what would happen to you if I wasn’t the one who caught you. This is a La Cosa Nostra club, princess. They don’t take kindly to people who do that.”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I’ll just go. I won’t do it again.”

“No, you’ll remove your clothes like I told you, and then you’ll turn around and finish watching Victor fuck his dancer, since you seemed so interested in it.”

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