Page 36 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

As his eyes grew wide and dark with rage, the corners of his mouth curved into a menacing sneer. His body was tense, and he took agitated breaths through flared nostrils.

“Lift him up,” I ordered Kagan’s men. They pulled his chair in an upright position.

Running a hand down my tailored navy suit jacket a wide grin lifted my bearded cheeks. “Let’s see if he brings the fight to me or if I have to continue to chase him down.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

TORI

THE BAGGAGE

The day began auspiciously, with Ritchie taking care of me. Just thinking about that pleasurable experience made my toes curl. As the day evolved, I spent time with my girls baking delectable brownies. Later, we spent the afternoon and early evening torturing Rosco.

But the most remarkable moment of the day was yet to unfold. We were ushered outside a little after eight p.m.

It was a complete surprise to the girls and I that Catch planned to propose to Bianca. I think he only included the guys in his plan.

My best friend Bianca got engaged.

After the girls and I pulled back from our unified hug with Bianca, I stared into my best friend’s eyes. I didn’t recall ever seeing her so happy.

A little over a month ago, Ritchie had asked his cousin to keep an eye on me while he was away. I’d never forget their power exchange that day. It was hot. My nerdy best friend had no idea she was playing with fire. She definitely got burned.

Catch became obsessed with my bestie. I loved every minute of their growth.

“Let’s go, bombshell.” Catch gripped the back of Bianca’s neck possessively.

“Bye, Tori, Asia, and Simone.” My best friend beamed.

Bianca waved at the guys before Catch helped her into the Tahoe.

A large, muscular frame suddenly enveloped mine from behind, and I felt massive arms wrap around my waist. Asia and Simone exchanged a smile with me before disappearing out of sight, leaving me alone with Ritchie.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Ritchie’s voice rumbled into my ear, sending shivers cascading down my spine.

“To be honest, the pain in my chest is excruciating.”

His hand balled into a fist against my abdomen, and I knew that he was displeased with me for leaving our bed to hang out with the girls.

“Let me put you back in bed. Then I’ll feed you,” he murmured into my neck, pressing a lingering kiss there that sent tingly sparks of electricity along my skin.

“I plan to wait on you hand and foot, Tori,” he stated.

Turning in his arms, I placed a hand on his chest as I craned my neck to peer up at him. “I’m starving, for one thing in particular.” My tongue slid over my lips.

A sexy smirk hit his lips. Damn, the man was so gorgeous.

“As much as I want to make love to you, nice and slow. Tonight is about putting nourishment in your body.”

“Your cum is a form of nourishment.” I pulled my lower lip into my mouth, teasing Ritchie.

“I’d love to watch you swallow my cum, but not tonight, beautiful. Brock went to pick up dinner. You and I are relaxing. Tomorrow, I might give you what you want.”

“You better.” I slammed my fist into his arm as we strolled back into the building.

“You’re leaving soon. I need all the dick I can get before you go.” I shook my head.

Ritchie ushered me into our original bedroom and flipped on the light.

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