Page 69 of Vicious Addictions

Mina remains silent as we both pretend to watch the show. A damn near impossible task to accomplish when I can still taste her on my tongue.

When the intermission is called, Pavlin rises from his seat, his two bodyguards trailing behind him as he approaches us.

I wrap a protective arm around Mina’s waist, pulling her close. She snaps out of her stupor and melts into my side, back to playing the perfect, doting girlfriend.

“How are you enjoying your evening?” he asks, his gaze flicking between us.

“We’re having a grand old time, aren’t we, honey?” I tip her chin up, forcing her to meet my eyes.

“Tremendous,” she purrs, leaning into my touch.

“Good,” he says. “Though I’ve never seen you before.”

I chuckle. “Just got into town a few days ago. Heard this wastheplace to be.”

He nods, his eyes lingering on Mina, my grip tightening around her.

“Well then,” he says, smirking slightly. “Enjoy your night. Maybe we’ll run into each other after the show.”

“I sure hope so. I owe you a drink,” I say, lifting the champagne bottle.

He nods, his expression unreadable and void of a smile. Then, just before returning to his seat, he leans in and murmurs something to one of his bodyguards.

Mina shifts beside me. “You think they’re onto us?”

I shake my head. “If they were, we’d already be in a back room somewhere… getting a bullet to the brain.”

“How comforting,” she mutters dryly.

“I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“And I won’t let anything happen toyou,” she assures before her gaze lowers under the table.

That’s when I see it—the gun strapped to her thigh, fastened by a garter belt.

Fuck me.

I grit my teeth as all the blood in my body finds its way to my cock.

Mina, strapped with a gun around her bare thigh, might just be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Shifting in my seat, I try to ease the sudden tightness in my pants.

“Are you okay?” Mina frowns. “You look like you’re in pain.”

“I’m fine,” I bite out. “I justneed this night to be over.”

Her lips twitch disappointingly.

“Is my company that unbearable now? You used to love spending time with me. What changed?”

What changed?

Did she honestly just ask me that?

Argh.

I sigh, running a hand through my hair.

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