Page 143 of Savage Reign

All three men tensed.

“Gregory.” The warning in Silas’ voice was unmistakable.

Gregory didn’t seem all that fazed. He looked up and smiled at me. I couldn’t help but smile back, petting Silas’ chest. He should know there was nothing to be worried about. Gregory looked like he was old enough to be my father.

“It’s nice to see you again, Mila. And to see how much you’ve changed… for the better. You absolutely glow,” Gregory said.

I frowned.Again? So I had seen him before, but where…

“You came to visit my father,” I said, the memory coming back.

Gregory nodded.

I looked around at my men. Did they not know Gregory used to work with my father? I didn’t know much about their partnership, but I knew it wasn’t the legal kind.

But the brothers didn’t seem concerned. Which meant they already knew.

He said I had changed…

I supposed I did, especially if you were comparing to how I had been living at the clubhouse under my father’s thumb.

“It’s nice to see you again too,” I said.

He nodded, his eyes lingering on me—not in a creepy way, and perhaps my gut was off, but I didn’t get any bad vibes from him either. He looked almost… sad.

Like he felt sorry for me.

I looked away from him. He probably did. If he worked with my father, then he probably knew more than he let on.

I finished off my drink and turned to Silas. “I have to use the bathroom. Will you show me?”

Silas nodded. “Of course, baby.”

“I have to use the bathroom too. Why don’t I show Mila?” Rebecca said. I worked hard not to make a face at the suggestion.

Thankfully, when Silas said he didn’t plan on leaving my side, he meant it. “No.”

He gave Peter his drink and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of there.

I resisted the urge to laugh out loud. “That was rude.”

“You know what’s rude? That woman has been making eyes at me all evening when it’s clear I’m yours. And she’s here with Peter.”

He shook his head. I turned and buried my face in his chest, feeling light. I knew I didn’t have to worry about anything with him. With any of them. And he just confirmed it.

Silas pulled me to the back of the club, which was quite a distance away. The club looked like it used to be an industrial building of some sort and was renovated to be a club. I liked it. It had a charm.

“This is more private,” Silas said, pushing the door to the office open for me. There was a connected bathroom at the end of the room. I was about to walk to it when Silas pulled me back, his lips pressing on the skin of my neck. A flush moved through me, and I rubbed my legs together.

“Silas,” I said, my voice breathy.

“Just real quick, baby. I have been going crazy thinking about you all night, especially when I saw you come down the stairs in that dress. Fuck me, but I need this.”

He pulled my dress up until it bunched around my waist and pushed my panties down. I felt the flimsy fabric around my ankles just as he cupped my pussy with his bare hand.

I let out a moan, leaning back and resting my head on his shoulder as he began to move his hand, working me over.

“Fuck,” he gritted out. “You’re so wet for me.”

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