Page 29 of Dangerous Attraction

“Alright. I’m going to slip this on you and lead you inside. Keep your head down.” I groaned as I tied the fabric around her eyes. “Can you see anything?”

“Nope,” she grunted, popping the word as she responded. “This feels like some sort of sexual fetish.”

My dick hardened at her words. She had no idea how close to the truth she was. The need to take her rose tenfold, but I pushed it down as I spun her to face me.

“Alright, hold my hand. Unless you'd rather me carry you.” My pulse quickened as she laced her fingers in mine, giving me her complete trust.

“I can walk.”

I led her inside the open area, noting some of the guests watching us. To them, she looked like my submissive, a lie I was grateful for. Once I reached the back hallway, I unlocked the door using the hidden keypad and stepped through. Tugging the door shut, I made sure it was secure again before I untied the blindfold. Shoving the material into my pocket, I led her up the remaining stairs and through the door into my apartment.

“What the fuck? Why are we in your closet?” Madison looked around, confused. When I didn’t answer right away, she sighed. “Whatever.” She stomped off into the bathroom.

I followed behind her.

“Madison.”

She glared at my reflection in the mirror, her eyes filling with a look I couldn’t read.

“Massimo, Please tell me what’s going on?” She braced herself against the sink and waited.

This was going to be an awkward conversation, but I needed her to trust me. The only way for that to happen was to tell her everything.

nineteen

MADISON

Every single nerveending was firing with anger and confusion. Who the fuck was this man? And what in the hell kind of club was on the second floor?

“You need to tell me what’s going on or I’m walking out that door.” I pointed out of the bathroom.

“Come into the living room and sit down. I need a drink first, then I’ll explain.”

Massimo pushed past me, forcing me to follow him out.

“Who are you really?”

His shoulders drooped as he huffed. I watched as he pulled down two glasses and poured whiskey into them. Carrying them over to the couch, he pointed to the cushion beside him.

“Sit.”

I hesitated, wanting to defy his request, but grunted and took the seat at the opposite end. Leaning down, I unzipped my high heels, rubbing at the redness from being on my feet all day. Shock rolled through me when Massimo scooted closer and set the tumblers on the coffee table, then reached down and tugged my feet into his lap.

“I’m going to tell you everything because I want you to trust me.” He began to knead my sore muscles, causing my eyes to close and hiss to escape my lips. “But… I’m going to need something from you first.”

I opened my eyes. “Something from me?”

“What I’m about to tell you could place you and my family in danger. I need to have your loyalty.”

“Or what? You’ll kill me?” I said in a mocking tone, but his body language told me I wasn’t too far off from the truth. “Holy shit…youwill!”

“I’m hoping I can earn your loyalty… maybe even more.” He dug his fingers into the sole of my foot, hitting the spot that ached.

“Keep rubbing my feet like this, and I’ll give you anything you want.” My moan caused him to shift beneath my legs.

“I’ve told you about my siblings and what they do. What I haven’t told you is that my family is one of the oldest crime syndicates in Vegas. My father, Giacomo Anastasi, came here with my mother before we were born. He built an empire on his own. Now, we’re one of the most feared families in the area. The businesses are all part of the empire my dad built.”

“Okay, but what does that have to do with the club, or what you said to that man?”

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