Page 2 of Promise Never

She reaches the bar, and I glimpse her round asswhen she leans forward to draw the bartender’s attention.

Curiosity isn’t the only thing that has me easingout on the seat. My cock is hungry. It’s been a few days since my last fuck,and I have a knot to loosen.

The enchanting woman orders two drinks, and mystomach clenches.

Is she with someone?

I pinch my brows while scanning the people aroundher. Everyone’s preoccupied in conversations. None appear to be her companion.

When I set my focus back on her, a sudden chillpricks the nape of my neck.

She’s looking directly at me.

A wild flame heats my insides as she starts in mydirection, careful with the drinks in her hands.

I control the beast and pick up my glass, chuggingthe rest of my whiskey as I watch her.

She climbs the few steps and pauses.

I carry my gaze over her again and take a muchbetter look at her smooth, glowing skin—the color of bronze with a gildedundertone. Intriguing brown eyes darkened in the dim lighting. Lips so full andjuicy looking. I bite my own, wanting to devour and fill that mouth with myshaft. Trail my tongue down that delicate neck, cup those ample breasts in myhands, and lap on her nipples with my tongue.

“Hello,” she says in a sultry voice that soundsAmerican.

“Ciao. Is that drink for me?”

She moistens her lips before answering, “Yes.”Following a glance at both guards, she steadies her eyes back on me and asks,“May I join you?”

I nod. “You certainly may.”

My men allow her to pass.

She flips her jet-black curls off her shouldersand walks over, hips swaying from side to side.

Placing the drinks on the table, she lowers on thevelvet seat beside me and seductively touches my torso when I shift to faceher.

“Dio,” I rasp. “You areso gorgeous and sexy.” I lean in a little, absorbing her intoxicating scent.“You even smell like heaven. Let’s cut to the chase, darling. Spend the nightwith me.”

“Trinity King,” she states.

I crumple my brows. “Is that your name? You didn’thave to tell me.”

Her left eye twitches suddenly, and she’s unableto hold the nervous shudder as I trail my hand up and down her bare arm.

I’ve seen that look before, the one in the depthsof her gaze. It’s not easy to hide.

Repulsion.

At a hard swallow, the mask falls. “You dietonight!”

She swiftly slides her hand between her thighs.

I clench the weapon before she gets the chance topoint it at me. “Nice try.”

“Ugh!” Her nostrils flare with frustration.“Shit!” She repeatedly grunts while attempting to writhe her hand free.

RuniandTiernan shuffle forward, guns aimed.

“Do not shoot her,” I order them, twisting herwrist to pry the weapon from her loosened grip. I point it at her right temple.“I was on to your little game from the beginning.”

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