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I want to know more about him before I make it clear I’m interested. I’m not easy. I’ve never been easy. Except I have a feeling if he decides he wants me, the choice won’t be up to me.

And my god, that’s incredibly arousing.

CHAPTER FIVE

BRAXTON

I’m in.

Gianna Baldassare can’t take her eyes off me. In fact, she looks like she wants to eat me for dessert.

I’d happily let her, too.

While this might be a serious undercover operation, using the Italian mafia princess is going to be far less painful than if it was anyone else.

I’m seriously fucking attracted to her.

Despite her family being involved in one of the most despicable industries on this planet, Gianna is a beautiful and intriguing woman. Her long, dark, wavy hair frames her big green eyes, but it's those long lashes which dip away playing hard to get, which has my cock interested.

Too interested.

She’s wasting her time playing with me.

Sorry, sweetheart, if I have to fuck you to find out where Amy is, I will.

And by the looks of things, we will both enjoy it.

Her stained burgundy red lips are full, and I can’t take my eyes off her little black dress, imagining it falling to my hotel suite floor before I taste her.

She presses those lips against the rim of her glass and watches me. My cock twitches.

I turn back to Mia, impressed with her acting abilities, aware we’re surrounded by Barrett Security and Gianna’s own personal guards.

They’re all watching every move the three of us make.

“I meant to thank you for the flowers,” Mia says, as planned. “I know my father would’ve been grateful for you reaching out.”

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