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CHAPTER 9

AURORA

I made sure Anna stayed upstairs with Michael in his bedroom the next night by seven pm before our guests arrived. I called my two best servers, Miguel and Andres, to serve cocktails. My good friend, Santino, or Sonny Vitali, a fabulous chef who had owned an Italian restaurant in Washington, DC, was kind enough to whip up some delicious light appetizers at the last minute.

I wore a red dress that was very low cut, which would gain the attention of Dane and everyone else’s eyes that night. Dane looked like the Devil himself, dressed all in black, including his tie. Donnie DeLuca arrived an hour later with his entourage of men, all dressed in sharp suits. Nolan Reynolds came with Push and Brody Huntsman a little while after. Dane’s capo, Carlo, arrived alone, and I glared right at him, daring him to light up one of those foul-smelling cigars in the mansion like he did at my beach house.

A stretch limo arrived with my girls, Desiree, Candace, Loren, Lyla, and Tamika. They were all dressed sexy and sophisticated, knowing exactly how to work their clientele of wealthy businessmen and politicians. Desiree caught the eyes of every man there, with her deep brown skin and long cornrows flowing over her bare shoulders; some of the braids were the color of copper. She was dressed to kill – in a form-fitting, purple dress that hugged every part of her curvy body.

I gave them all warm embraces, and we all struggled to hold back tears. I introduced them all to Dane first, then to all the other men, and lastly, Donnie DeLuca. The night was going well, and Dane kept it light, not closing himself in the office with the men to talk business.

Miguel and Andres kept the cocktails coming to all the guests, and soon I had already had several glasses of wine. I came to stand next to Dane as he talked with Donnie and Desiree.

Dane wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned into me. “You in that dress is driving me fucking insane. I’m going to have you out of it later tonight.” He whispered, making my stomach flutter.

“I can hardly wait,” I whispered back, kissing him. “Now, let me go check on Anna and Michael.”

I left the living room and made my way upstairs to Michael’s bedroom. I slowly opened the door a crack to see the TV was on. Anna and Michael were lying in his bed sleeping. They’d been watching “The Lion King,” one of Michael’s favorites that he’d watched countless times before. I entered the room and clicked the TV off with the remote on the bedside table. Michael was lying on his side with Anna spooning him, her arm draped over his little shoulders, hugging him close. I stood there watching them sleeping so peacefully and brushed my fingers lightly through Michael’s dark hair.

I left the room and closed the door quietly. I made my way back down the stairs to get myself another glass of wine from Miguel and stopped. I heard the sound of Desiree’s voice coming from inside the office only a few feet away.

Then came Dane’s voice. “Don’t waste your time, Desiree. Whatever it is you want, I’m not the one to give it to you.”

I took a few steps and stood frozen right outside the doorway.

“But I know you can give it to me, Dane. Give it to me good.” Desiree purred back. I balled my hands into fists, ready to rip her throat out. That fucking bitch! After all that I’d done for her!

“Oh, yeah? And what do I get out of it?”

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be. Your girlfriend? What you real OG’s call it – your goomar? I’ll fuck you day and night. Make you a pleased and satisfied king.”

“What about Aurora? She’s been your madam for how long now? I don’t think she’d agree to this kinda thing between you and me, Desiree.”

“I don’t give a fuck what Aurora thinks. You’re the one that holds all the power, Dane.”

There were a few moments of silence, and then rage started building inside, boiling in my veins.

Then I heard Dane’s voice again. “If you were even half as beautiful and fierce as Aurora, I still wouldn’t take you up on your trashy offer. You’re what us real OG’s call a back-stabbing cunt.”

I stepped into the room. Desiree’s back was to me, and she was about to slap Dane across the face. But he was much quicker, grabbing hold of her wrist and blocking her. “Some men have died for lesser acts of disrespect to my family and me, you little cunt. You’re lucky to walk out of my office with your hand intact.”

“You fucking snake!” I shouted.

Desiree spun around, and Dane’s eyes met mine.

Desiree stormed toward me. “You can’t blame a bitch like me for trying!” Desiree barked as she stormed past me then out the doorway.

I wanted to kill her! I spun around to leave the office, but Dane was there that very instant, grabbing me around the waist.

“Let me go, Damnit!” I shouted.

Dane slammed the door shut and pressed his back to it. Then he gripped me by the arms; his eyes were full of intense passion. “No! Listen to me, Rory – that damn whore came on to me! I wasn’t going to bite at what Desiree was offering. She had dollar signs flashing in her eyes and only wants what is yours. I turned her down, and she didn’t like it. I’ll make her disappear forever for trying to strike me!”

Dane’s nostrils flared, and his jaw clenched.

I grabbed the front of his shirt and shoved his broad back against the door, crashing my lips over his with both pent-up anger and lust. He grabbed my waist, pulling me to him and sliding his tongue into my mouth. My hands raked through his dark hair while we tongue fucked each other.

Dane released me all of a sudden, then turned and locked the door. He lifted me into his arms, carrying me to the desk. He placed me back on my feet and spun me around. His hand pressed against my back, and I bent over and put my hands on the desk. I heard him unzip his slacks, and then he yanked my dress up. I cried out when he slapped my ass hard, then tearing at my thong. It snapped apart and fell to the floor.

With one hard thrust, he was deep inside me. I was frozen in pure ecstasy, letting him take what he wanted. He grabbed me by my waist to hold me there, slamming into my slick pussy over and over again. I moaned, reaching down to rub my swollen clit, feeling myself get closer and closer to the edge of release. I pressed my cheek against the desk, shutting my eyes. I cried out my extreme and powerful orgasm. Then Dane growled, pumping into me faster and exploding, spilling his hot cum inside me.

We both were breathless, and my whole body was covered in a sheen of sweat. I felt Dane’s hard chest as he leaned over me. “You’re the only woman for me, Rory. The only woman I will ever need for as long as I live.”

The sound of gunfire, then screaming came from outside the office door.

“Get down!” Dane yelled, grabbing me around the waist and pulling me down to the floor with him.

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