Page 95 of Powerful Deception

“Then hold on tight amate, because I’m about to fuck you raw and claim every inch of you as mine.”

“Yes.”

It’s as if a switch was flipped and the animalistic side of Dante comes out.

He fucks me hard and raw just like he promised, hitting the right spot over and over again.

It doesn’t take long until I’m seeing black spots again and my legs are shaking against his and I’m reaching the biggest high that I’ve ever experienced.

“That’s it, Arianna. Let this cunt of yours tighten around my cock. It feels so good.” He moans out and I complete loose it even more.

This man has fucked me on numerous occasions but never like this. Never with this much emotion.

As I come down from my release, Dante continues to fuck me hard and fast, until he lets out a groan that fills the room and lets out his own release.

It’s as he is coming down from his own release that I realize something. The man that just fucked me was not Dante Rosetti.

No, the man that just fucked me was the devil and I loved every single second of it.

And I want more of it.

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“I don’t give a fuck how you take care of it Lorenzo, just fucking do it. The asshole is stealing my money, so take care of it. If you don’t it will be me putting a bullet in the fucker’s head and you will be the one to clean up the mess.”

The call ends without another word coming from my right-hand and I slam the phone against the seat next to me.

If I was anywhere besides the back of a car, the phone would be meeting a wall and shattering into pieces.

Sometimes having the title of the boss, means fucking babysitting grown men more often than not.

I would be a happier man if I didn’t deal with morons every fucking day of the week.

I would be even happier if said morons wouldn’t steal from me.

You would think when you pay your men each thousands of dollars every month, they would be fucking loyal to you.

Yet there is always one greedy bastard that wants more and instead of coming to you for it, he steals it.

“Should I get the body bag ready?” Evelyn jokes from the seat next to me.

I look over at her with narrowed eyes and the woman has the audacity to give me a smirk.

“I like you better when you don’t speak.” I say through gritted teeth.

Her smirk just deeps and she turns to look back down at her phone.

Evelyn and I are on our way back to the house after a long day of auditions at Perversa.

There have been auditions going on since the start of December. But given that the holidays just came and went and the fact that some dancers only work when they are really strapped for cash, we had a few open spots.

Today was the last of it and from the looks of it we have a solid lineup.

“Just so you know, I blocked off February third completely on your calendar.”

It’s with those words that all thoughts of my men stealing from me and the audition go out the fucking window.

“I also wrote a note for Alessandra’s school to excuse her that day.” Evelyn continues when I don’t respond.

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