Page 129 of High Roller

“And you do have me, Victor. I hope you know that,” I murmur against his chest.

“I’m starting to learn that. Let’s get some sleep and we’ll go home in the morning. We were pretty hard on you tonight.”

I lean back and look around for Lili. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, and she gives me a little smile.

“Can we all sleep in the same bed again?”

“Of course, love,” Lili says. “As long as Victor doesn’t object.”

“I’ll never object to the pleasure of sharing a bed with the two of you.”

We are all quiet as we get ready for bed, and I fall asleep between Lili and Victor, incredibly content.

The next morning, I wake so aroused I worry I’ll burst. It takes me a minute to realize it’s because someone is between my legs licking me. I look to my right and Victor is sound asleep.

I peek under the blankets and find Lili enjoying herself.

“Good morning,” she whispers. “Are you going to be a good girl and come nice and quiet for me before your owner wakes up?”

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out as I shake my head. “I can’t,” I whisper back. “He has complete control of my pleasure. We agreed on that.”

Lili grins. “I guess I’m just going to edge you until he wakes up, then. Very good girl, being honest about that, by the way.”

“Yes, butterfly. That is an excellent thing you just did,” Victor murmurs rolling onto his side.

Lili slides up my body until she’s laying on me with her head between my breasts. “Good morning, Victor.”

“Good morning, Spitfire. Is there a reason you’re touching my property without my permission?”

Lili stills and rolls off of me, but Victor stops her. “Make her come. And when you’re done, you can make me come. And then we’ll decide if you get to come or not.”

Chapter 37

Victor

“Mr.Serrano,you’rewantedin Mr. Novak’s office.”

I frown at the voice in my earpiece. What would Hunter Novak want with me? Whatever it is, it can’t be good. The High Card owners discussed Owen talking to the business mogul on our behalf, but I didn’t think it would happen so quickly. There aren’t a lot of men who make me nervous, but Hunter Novak is definitely one of them. We don’t want to be on his bad side. He’s known for being ruthless in the business world in a way that puts some crime bosses to shame. The difference is, Hunter does it while remaining inside the lines of the law as far as we can tell.

“On my way,” I mutter into the mic at my lapel.

On the ride up to Novak’s floor, I try to imagine the questions he might ask and how I can best respond without fucking everyone over.

When I step into the office, I’m surprised to find Owen and Matteo present as well.

Novak’s assistant, Nadine, sits in the corner of the room as well, prepared to take notes.

“Gentlemen,” Novak says from his place behind the massive desk that occupies the center of the room. “Why is Phineas Draven asking about you?”

Shit. There is no way this turns out well for us.

Owen clears his throat. “It’s like I told you a few days ago. We have something he wants, and we’re not prepared to hand it over yet.”

Hunter stands and plants his palms on the desk leaning forward as he locks eyes with each of us for a full ten seconds before asking, “That something wouldn’t happen to be his wife, would it?”

Double fuck.

“She is leaving him and we’re helping her,” Matteo says.

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