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~Ten~

ROMAN

I promised that I wouldn’t keep things from Lanie, but the expression on her face made me think that I should have kept where I went from her. The visit with Brian was intolerable, to say the least. It took everything I had to keep my cool. When he mentioned that Lanie and I come over for dinner, just the thought of what he did to her almost made me lose it. It was only after I mentioned Trish being included that he retracted his invitation. Unfortunately for him, there was no way he was going to get out of it, and lying about breaking up with Trish was just that, a lie.

Telling Lanie about the conversation I had with Neal was the best thing I could have done. I just hoped that she would be able to be in the same room as Brian without revealing her restored memory and showing she remembered everything that he had done to her. Brian would be in for a surprise. Little did he know that he would be telling us everything before he took his first bite.

Her body was shaking, and all I could do was pull her closer. “Lanie, you can do this.”

“How am I going to do this, Roman? Just the thought of him and what he did makes me sick. Do you realize that his mark will be on me for the rest of my life?”

“Lanie, do you trust me?”

“I do… but this…”

“I would never do anything to put you at risk. I swear you won’t ever have to be near Brian again. I just need you to go with the plan and put forth your best performance. Can you do that?”

Lanie nodded her head while lifting herself onto my lap. If it weren’t for the emotional tension surrounding the room, I would have taken her then and there. There was no doubt that her tight little ass was making things grow that should have otherwise been tame. The expression she had on her face reminded me of just how young she was. And even though I was much older than her, never in my life had I wanted a woman more.

It was getting late, and my day was ill-spent with Brian instead of Lanie. It was going to be a big day tomorrow, and after going over what would be taking place with Lanie, we both needed a break. As Lanie comforted herself with a warm bath, I ordered us food. Italian seemed like a good option, and I knew how much Lanie enjoyed it the last time. While I waited for our dinner to arrive, I couldn’t help but wonder if I was doing the right thing. Yes, I could let the authorities handle what Brian and Winston had done to Lanie, but then I would risk them finding out about my business, and me being behind bars wasn’t what Lanie needed. There would be no one to take care of her. I needed to focus on the plan and somehow find a way to put Winston and Brian behind bars without incriminating myself. What I really needed to do was get out of this business and lead a healthy life with a respectable job. Maybe even start a family.

Lanie was the only thing that could pull me from my thoughts. When she entered the living room wearing a cream-colored nightgown, the only thing I was hungry for was her. She was breathtaking, like a goddess sent from heaven. I had to tame down my desire for her, or I would be caught in an awkward situation when the food arrived. But I kissed her on the lips, knowing I needed a little taste to tide me over, at the very least. Her lips were soft and pink when I pulled away after getting my fix. How easy it would have been for me to take her right then and there. Sliding my thumb along her cheek, I headed to the kitchen. “How about a glass of wine?”

“That would be wonderful.”

When I was just about to pop the cork, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it free, I saw Martin’s number on the screen. I wasn’t sure why he would be calling, but it had to be important. Swiping the screen with concern, I answered his call. “Martin, you have great timing.”

“Brian is dead. Neal went crazy. It won’t be long until the cops find him.”

“Shit… When?

“Just after you left your office. Thankfully no one else was there. I was coming to see you when I heard the shots. I tried to stop Neal, but he wouldn’t listen.”

“Where was he going?”

The line went dead before Martin responded. “I’m certain he is on his way to kill Winston and then Stuart. He wants revenge. I don’t know what made him snap, but he said they all deserved to die and that without Ella, he had nothing to live for.”

“We need to stop him. Once Winston gets wind that Neal killed his son, he’s as good as dead.”

“I’m headed that way now. I’ll let you know when I find him. Hopefully alive rather than dead.”

Placing my phone back inside my pocket, I pulled down a bottle of whiskey and poured two fingers of the amber liquid into a glass. Downing it in one large swallow, I turned to Lanie only to find that she was standing right behind me. There was an expression of concern on her face, but behind her worried eyes, there was a sign of relief. Pulling her body close to mine, I kissed the top of her head. “I guess you don’t have to worry about the plan anymore.”

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From the moment that our food arrived to when we were cleaning the dishes, Lanie and I were like two zombies. I just couldn’t believe that Neal would lose it to the point of killing Brian. Something triggered him to go off like that. Not knowing what was going on didn’t make the situation any better. I must have looked at my phone a dozen times, hoping that I might have missed a call or a text from Martin. I felt utterly helpless, not knowing what was going on. Lanie could see my concern, and I could tell I was making her uncomfortable. If there was one thing that I knew about Lanie, it was that she hated conflict or seeing me worried.

Easing her mind, I took her hand and pulled her closer. Clutching the globes of her perfect ass, I lifted her from the floor. Our lips couldn’t help but connect, given the distance between us. A soft moan escaped as I dipped my tongue inside. Already I could feel the taut peaks of her nipples pierce my chest through the thin fabric of her nightgown. “We need a distraction,” I whispered as I moved my mouth to her ear before sucking the sexy lobe.

“You can distract me anytime. Can we play?”

It amazed me how confident she had become in the short time that she had been back with me since she was taken. I absolutely loved her redefined spirit. Oh yeah, I was definitely in the mood to play, and giving her pleasure would be my ultimate goal. “Your wish is my command.”

With her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, I carried her to my room, where everything I planned to do to her was waiting to be consummated. She had no idea of the pleasure I was going to give her. Not only would she be screaming my name, but she would also be begging me for more.

Setting her down on the floor with regret, I released her and commanded, “Take off your nightgown and get onto the bed.”

My mouth began to water at the sight of her as she lowered the straps down her shoulders. Her nipples were barely noticeable through the material, but as her nightgown fell away, it was no surprise that my cock became hard at the sight of her perfect taut nipples. I waited for her to step out of the garment and climb onto the bed before I made a move. As I smiled to myself, she sat on the bed in her perfect submissive position.