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CHAPTER 37

Jaime

The delicious taste of Gloria lingered in my mouth. Tonight after this event, I was going to

take her back to my hotel and taste her all over. Devour every ounce of her flesh with my mouth, eat her sweet pussy with my tongue. Own every part of her. Give back what belonged to her. And make her mine. Forever.

My eyes stayed riveted on her as she took center stage. Beneath the bright lights, she looked ravishing, like a platinum Aphrodite, my goddess of love. I not only loved her, but I was also proud of her. Of all she had overcome and achieved in her life. She belonged on a pedestal, not a stage. I was one lucky son of a bitch to possess this incredible, powerful, complex as fuck woman. And there was on longer anyone or anything to get in my way. Nothing in the world to stop us from being together.

Victor Holden was out of my life. And so was fucking Vivien. The Feds had told me that the bastard could be paying a hefty fine in the millions and would likely get ten years behind bars if proven guilty. Thanks to my recording, there was little chance he’d get away with what he’d done and most likely would settle for a plea bargain rather than a long publicized trial. Vivien’s big mouth served me well. The stupid bitch. I wondered if she would get time, too, for covering up her father’s crime. They belonged in hell together. Father like daughter.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.Yes and no. Sometimes it’s best to strike when the coals are hot. The fuckers were going to pay for what they did to me as youth. What they did to my father, may he now rest in peace. And for what they almost did to Gloria. How satisfying this night had been. And it was only going to get better.

My eyes never strayed from Gloria and hers never from me. I blew her a kiss. A wistful expression fell over her face. She actually seemed sad when she should be ecstatic on this monumental night. And she seemed nervous, her voice unsteady. Maybe Victor’s arrest and Vivien’s breakdown had unnerved her. She needed to be back in my arms. Smothered by my love. We had a lot to celebrate. So much to share.

As I was about to mouth the three words she needed to hear, Gloria stopped in mid speech. Her jaw dropped to the floor and her eyes filled with terror. As the audience gasped, my eyes took in the spectacle unfolding in front of me. Jesus Christ! What the fuck was happening? Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I leapt up from my seat and bolted to the stage.

My worst nightmare had become an unfanthonable reality.

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