Page 57 of Cassio (Belles & Mobsters 3)

The reply came almost instantly.

Áine:*Oh, we are doing this now?*More bubbles as she typed.*What if I don’t beg you to stop?*

Me:*You will have mind blowing, explosive orgasms. Over and over again, until you are limp in my arms.*

Áine:*I won’t beg you. But I’ll return the favor.”Then the phone buzzed again. Three emojis.

*Eggplant. Tongue. Water drops.*

Okay, maybe I was too old for emojis but I was pretty certain I knew what that meant.

Me:*You won’t have energy left after I make you ride my face.*

Bubbles appeared. Then stopped. Then reappeared.

Áine:*Okay, this backfired.*I grinned smugly.*Now I’m hot. Are you hard?*

Me:*Butterfly, all I have to do is think about you and I get hard.*It was true. My dick thickened in my slacks after her first text, which considering I was with Nico and Luca, it wasn’t the best thing. If they spot it, they’d never let me live it down.*When are you back in NYC?*

She had been on the road for the past four weeks. The two days she was actually in the city, I had to travel. You’d think living in the same city, even the same building, we’d run into each other. We never did. Of course, she didn’t know I owned her building.

Áine:*Late next week. Will I see you?*

Me:*Nothing will stop me.*

Áine:*I’ll hold you to it. Okay, I got to go. Pilot is giving me a murderous look.*

Now that I knew she led an organization, it made sense that she was always traveling. I put the phone back into my pocket and returned my attention to Luca and my brother-in-law.

“Sorry about that.” I offered an apology.

“No, you’re not,” Luca muttered. “If I guess who that was, can I beat your ass?”

“How about I beat your ass whether you guess or not?”

“Okay you two, stop bickering like old ladies.” Nico reprimanded us. “Back to business. There is something else,” Nico continued. Luca and I waited. “Once you sent us a warning about Marco’s final grand belles auction, I hacked into his system. Marco has an agreement with the state attorney for New York, an exclusive offer received by Mr. Chad Stewart. To buy Áine Evans at a reduced price. After Marco breaks her in for him.”

A volatile anger stretched in my chest and red swam in my vision. I clenched my teeth so hard my jaw hurt. I’d kill Chad Stewart and Marco. When the time came, I’d especially enjoy torturing those two. I’d break those two motherfuckers, so they could never break another woman again.

“Jesus Christ,” Luca muttered. “Will this shit ever end?”

“Not as long as Marco is alive,” I gritted.

“Cassio, I have no doubt that Áine is running The Rose Rescue business.” I hated to admit it, but I was certain Nico was right. My instinct was confirming it.

“Are you sure?” Luca questioned. “I’m not saying she is a frail woman. I just couldn’t see someone that has been through what she has been through willingly go into the battle.”

“It’s a secret organization so it isn’t like there are paper trails, but her travels outside her job coincidentally sync up with a member of the organization that worked for her father.”

“Maybe they are having a fling,” Luca offered. Sometimes I really had to fight the urge to beat him. The thought of Áine having a fling with any man made my blood burn like Hades. The reasonable part of me knew it made no sense. She was a virgin, melted under my touch, and wasn’t shy about telling me she wanted me. It was refreshing and captivating.

“Maybe he’s a dead man,” I retorted dryly.

Luca rolled his eyes, reminding me of our sister.

“By the way, Nico,” I changed the subject. He gave me all the information I needed for the moment. “How did Bianca take the news of the birth control swap?”

Nico growled. “How in the fuck do you know?”

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