Page 51 of A Touch of Fate

“Samuel wants a tour so he can approve of this project,” Renato said, pride ringing in his voice. Autumn touched his shoulder. “Everything’s ready. I picked three more models. I’m sure you’ll approve.”

“Lead the way,” I told her.

She moved ahead, swaying her hips. Renato smirked, then we followed her into the backstage area where the “models” could serve their customers whatever they wanted. At the very end of the long hallway was the lounge room where the women could change clothes and put on makeup. When we stepped inside, twenty-five women turned their heads toward us. Most were in their early twenties, and only a few were in their thirties. There was something for every appetite.

I assumed they were only dressed in skimpy underwear so I could evaluate them. Though, that was really Renato’s job. He tested every whore before she started working for him.

Autumn moved past the women as if she owned the place herself, then pointed at the last three women. “These are our newest additions. Would you like to test them now, Renato?”

Renato scanned the busty dark-skinned woman, then a petite Asian woman, and a tall blond woman. “What about you, Samuel? Would you like to test any of these ladies? Their talents are extraordinary.”

I sent him a scowl that shut him up. “I’m sure our customers will appreciate it.”

Renato shrugged.

I turned on my heel and left.

Renato followed me and stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. “So you are adamant about the fidelity thing?”

I glowered at him. “I am. Considering your father will hand over the Captain title to your brother if you aren’t married before your thirtieth birthday, you should consider thefidelity thingtoo.”

Renato’s expression darkened briefly. “I’ve thought about it.”

I cocked an eyebrow. Renato has been fucking so many whores and other women over the years, he was notorious even in our circles. I certainly hadn’t lived like a monk, but I’d never reached the level of manwhorehood that Renato had. It had caused him trouble finding a wife.

“My father won’t budge. He insists I marry someone from a conservative family.”

“I thought none of them wanted to give you their daughters.”

Renato shrugged. “Not from Minneapolis and not from Chicago, but I might have found someone.”

“Who?”

“Apparently, Giorgia’s family is very pious and strictly Catholic, as conservative as they come.”

“No, Renato. What are you up to now?”

“Let’s just say I made a deal with Giorgia Farina, and she’s willing to become my wife. Now I just need you to put in a good word for me with her brother and mother.”

I closed my eyes. “She’s Emma’s best friend.”

“That’s good for Emma, right?”

“I don’t know. Not if Giorgia cries her eyes out over your manwhore ways every day.”

“It’s a marriage of convenience. Giorgia knows what the deal entails.”

“All right. But if I find out you lied to the girl and pretended to be in love, I’ll kick your stupid ass.”

“Deal.” Renato clapped my shoulder.

I released another sigh.

Autumn appeared in the doorway. “Are you going to test them out now?”

“Of course. You know me. I take my job very seriously.” He sent me a grin. “You sure you don’t want a good cock suck?”

I definitely wanted my cock sucked, but not by one of these women. Since Emma had been at eye level with my erection today, I could think of nothing but her beautiful lips around my dick.

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