Page 13 of High Roller

I smile at him, and don’t bother pulling the panties on to save him the trouble of taking them off again.

“Good morning. I’m afraid I’m running late for a meeting, but I’m glad you came back.”

His gaze rakes over my naked body before he looks me in the eye, and I get the sense that something is wrong.

“You’re going to miss your meeting.”

My heart rate increases at the sinister sound of his tone.

“What do you mean?” I ask, hating the wobble in my voice.

He tucks a hand in his jacket. “I mean, Lili, that you have some explaining to do.” His hand comes out of the jacket, and he’s holding a gun. And it’s trained right on me.

“Victor, what the fuck?” I gasp, backing away from him and picking up a pillow to cover my naked breasts.

“You heard me. You’re not going anywhere. Not for a long time, Lili. Or should I say, Mrs. Draven.”

Chapter 4

Victor

“Youcan’tjustfuckingtake me. Do you realize who my husband is?”

I can’t help but laugh at the woman I’ve trained my gun on. She thinks I’ll be intimidated by the fact that her husband is Phineas Draven, but the man is my mortal enemy, and he’s been targeting the people I love. His status as the mayor’s son does nothing to scare me. I have connections far more powerful than his.

“Let’s go, Spitfire. You’re not going anywhere for a while. Last night was fun for a quick fuck, but we have more important things to discuss like whether or not your husband sent his little whore to seduce me for information about my family.”

I grab Lili’s arm and pull her towards the door. Her already shocked expression gains intensity as her eyes nearly bug out of her head.

“You have to let me put clothes on first.”

“Do I?”

I steer her to the closet and pull out my long overcoat I hung there the night before.

“Put that on and get your shoes.”

“Victor, please. I’ll go with you. Just let me take my clothes.”

I shake my head. “No can do, sweetheart.”

“For all I know your husband has air tags or other trackers in your stuff. We’ll be leaving the shoes once we get to the car.”

Her face flames, and I can tell she wants to lash out, but the gun keeps her compliant. I would never shoot a woman unless she shot first, but Lili doesn’t need to know that.

When the coat is on, I tighten the belt for her and wait for her to slip into her five-inch heels.

I must admit that marching her through the casino knowing she’s naked under that coat has my dick raging hard. Too bad she’s never going to want to sleep with me again after this. Not that I blame her, but damn we had fun last night. It’s a shame it had to be a one time thing.

In the car, I buckle her in, then reach down and take her shoes.

Her glare as I toss them out the window is enough to kill weaker men.

“Those were two-thousand-dollar shoes you fucking monster.”

“You have no idea the kind of monster I can be,” I whisper in her ear before I start the car. I feel a twinge, knowing the kind of monster her husband is and that I’m nothing like that unless provoked. Phineas seems to get off on it. But I have no idea if Liliana can be trusted or whether she’s working with him to take us down, so I’m doing what I have to do. At least that’s what I tell myself.

As I drive through Las Vegas, I put my Bluetooth headset on and dial the Sandwich Shop.

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