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Once they arrived here, Leo worked three jobs, stole items like guns, jewelry, and TVs, and then sold them to anyone that would buy them.

Weapons ended up being his top money maker.

I read about Leo's time in Paradise City—key decisions and pivotal moments, and the other leaders who had made them. I had to admit that Leo emerged from the pages as a figure of immense vision and strength, but that was probably what he had intended from the log after all.

This is all crazy.

I stayed up all night, unable to tear myself away from the log. With each detailed account, I gained a deeper understanding of the Four Aces and, by extension, Lei himself.

The organization wasn't just a part of his life; it was woven into his very identity.

I fell back to sleep, tipsy and even more unsure of my place among the wolves.

What will happen tomorrow? And where will that helicopter be taking me?

Chapter eighteen

Three Times the Ecstasy

Lei

In my dream, sensuous pale light bathed the space. Wispy, delicate tendrils of misty fog caressed my bare chest, sending erotic shivers down my spine and tantalizing my senses.

I squinted, unable to see through the mist. “Where am I?”

An otherworldly hum vibrated through the air, and then Monique and Chanel materialized before me. Their naked bodies glistened with this shimmering oil.

I widened my eyes. “God, yes.”

Ten feet ran between us.

Due to them not moving forward, I was close to racing over.

Chanel's brown skin glowed. Her black hair rippled and waved within the mist.

I drink her all in—firm breasts and pebbled nipples, slender hips and a perfectly shaven pussy.

Chanel smirked. “You're so nasty, L.”

My heart raced.

Monique chuckled.

My view snapped to her, and this all-encompassing warmth hit my heart. It was crazy how she had already in this short time seeped so deeply into my soul.

She whispered, “You arereallynasty.”

“I am.” My gaze lowered down to her big, round breasts with those large, dark nipples.

“You are breathtaking.” I licked my lips and studied her some more.

Her slim torso flowed into a sensual curve.

I slipped my gaze down over her taut stomach and drank in the sight of her pussy, so smooth.

Chanel spoke. “You brought her back?”

I kept my view on Monique. “I did.”

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