Page 14 of Bound By You

Damian places his hand on my shoulder to keep me calm, but my rage is taking over.

"Selene also overheard the conversation and has insisted she join us."

I lost it.

I swipe all my equipment and paperwork to the floor, my chest feeling heavy. Selene doesn't give a shit about her sister; she's after the money, the greedy, fucking bitch!

"What time is the meeting? This could be a setup." Damian takes over while I try to calm myself.

Fucking Selene, she has been after the money for years.

"At 4:30. I have already got men scoping the place out, and yours are welcome to join, obviously."

Damian scowls but keeps his voice calm. "Sergi and two of my men will be there within the hour, and we’ll arrive an hour before the scheduled time. We'll see you then." Then he hangs up and looks at me.

I shake my head and say, "I'm off to the club."

I start to walk out when Damian states, "You want her back, yet you still fuck around. How do you think she'll feel when she finds out? Learn from my mistakes, brother." I turn slightly and growl. "She's already fucking around, so it doesn't fucking matter, does it?" I walk out, skipping the elevators, and jog down the stairs, hoping it'll calm my thoughts.

Twenty minutes later, I'm pulling into the underground parking for our strip club. It wasn't that long ago that I had to stand and watch my brother try to forget his wife, and now I am basically doing the same. The difference is that she's not my fucking wife because she ran, and she's been intimate with others, so fuck her!

I know I am not thinking clearly, but I don't give a fuck right now.

After parking, I walk through the main doors and sit at the VIP table set aside for our family, and within minutes, Candy brought me my usual drink of scotch. She then straddles on my lap. I grin at her. This is what I needed to forget fucking everything. I take a big gulp of my drink, wanting to get wasted, while Candy swivels her hips, giving me a lap dance with a littleextra.

We've been doing this over the last few months. I still meet up with Mindy and Selene to keep up pretenses and, let's face it, they're hot as fuck in the sack together. But mainly I come here, and Candy is my go-to girl; she was there for me after Phoebe left, and I owe her a lot, even if it was her job to give me a happy ending. She kept me sane; I've even gone as far as to provide her with a room at the Russo's hotel, the Preziosa, which she is elated about. I've made her my mistress, and she's perfect for it. And two months ago, our doctor came and give her the contraceptive shot. There's nothing better than seeing my cum drip out of her cunt. When we fulfill contract, which we will, andsince Phoebe has already signed it, she’ll just have to get used to Candy. She'll be around a lot.

I know Phoebe's leaving was my fault, but after finding out she's been fucking around, I don't feel guilty anymore. I was going to dismiss Candy, but now this will be Phoebe's punishment for giving her body to someone else, and I don't give two fucks if I sound hypocritical.

Candy grinds down on my cock that, after thinking of Phoebe, is now paying attention, and is getting harder as Candy takes off her lacy, pink bra, her fake tits falling out. My mouth waters, and very slowly, I lean forward and use the tip of my tongue to nudge her pebbled nipple. She jolts, and I smirk, taking her whole nipple in my mouth. I nip it a little with my teeth before rubbing my tongue around it, then suck hard. She moans, grabbing my hair, and I move to do the same to the other one. I slowly kiss up her neck, sucking a little, leaving my mark, like I always do with her, and then find her mouth.

She dives her tongue into my mouth, and I rip off her thong. She undoes my jeans and reaches for my hard cock, stroking it, before she lifts it a little and uses her hand to guide it toward her entrance. She slowly slides down my cock, moaning. I grip her hips and groan. She's not tight, but she still feels nice, warm, and wet. I lift her, then slam her back down, and my mouth attaches to her nipple. One hand holds her hip while my other holds my scotch as she fucks herself on me. She finally feels tighter as she comes, and once she does, she gets off me and takes my cock into her mouth. I groan as she deep throats me again and again and again, all while swallowing. I come within minutes, with a picture of Phoebe in my mind.

Fuck, that was good.

Candy gets up and straddles me again, kissing me like her life depends on it, and I groan into the kiss, tasting myself while her hips swivel again. When we pull apart, I move her hair out ofher eyes and kiss her nose while she smiles sweetly back at me. See, perfect, and at least she is here. I do not give a fuck if I'm a hypocrite.

"I missed you, handsome," she says in her whiny, little voice, but I ignore it as usual.

"Sorry, baby, business." She nods, then kisses me again, grinding her pussy on me and managing to get me hard for a second time. This time though, I move her onto her back, chucking my glass on the floor, and thrust into her ass, fucking her hard and fast as two of my fingers push into her wet cunt. A few minutes later, she comes, screaming my name as her ass tightens around me. Her pussy flutters against my digits, and I groan, coming into her ass.

I place my face into her neck, suckling gently, and say, "Come on, baby, I want more of you." She giggles in a high-pitched giggle that I again ignore and get dressed, and we head out to her hotel room, where I get my fill, until I have to leave for the meeting.

Forty-eight hours later, Damian, Sergi, and I are at the warehouse. They've checked it several times over while I had my sex-fest, much to their dismay, especially Sergi, but I just shrug at him. He's barely said two words to me lately.

We couldn’t find any traps, but our men are spread out, just in case. Basil has already gone inside with his guard and daughter.

Damian looks at me. "You ready?" I nod, and we walk into the warehouse with Sergi behind us. As we walk through the door, Christian and his right-hand man, Mihai, come out of the shadows where we knew he was.

He says, "Welcome, gentlemen."

I roll my eyes while Sergi states, "What are we doing here, Christian? This has nothing to do with us. Alexandr and Phoebe's contract is void; it has been for months." I grindmy teeth; it's not fucking void, because Mindy is not fucking pregnant. Sergi knows this; he looks at me and smirks, the fucker. I shake my head.

Christian smiles and says, "I agree, but for some reason, my man on the inside insisted Damian and Alexandr be here. I'm guessing you're here as a backup."

Sergi just shrugs as Basil speaks, "Where is my daughter?"

Christian just laughs. "I haven't got a fucking clue. My man on the inside sought me out through an ad I placed for anyone wanting to earn money. He told me about a girl he was trying to seduce because he had overheard her and her friend talk about what to do with her inheritance, and how she had over a hundred million. When he said her name, it sounded very familiar, and when he showed me a picture of her, well, as you can tell, I agreed. I originally wanted the girl until my informant told me she wasn't pure. So, now, I figure, the money would be better."

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