Page 26 of The Viper

“No.” I flick my hand at her. Her shoulders slump as her smile disappears quickly.

Adrian looks over his shoulder to Marco, the bartender and Adrian’s guy, Tony, who are all here in our private room. “Who wants her?” he says casually. Tony clears his throat. “Fuck him, slut,” Adrian instructs.

“Adrian, we have work to do,” I say, not particularly interested in watching tonight.

“What’s gotten into you?” He glances at me and scoffs. “Tony, fuck her up against the glass.” Adrian stands and leads the woman to the window. “Hands up here.” She leans her hands up on the glass, and Adrian taps her legs out. “You need a good fucking, don’t you?” he whispers.

“Yes, sir, I do,” she shamelessly begs.

“That’s my little whore.” He turns and gestures for Tony to come over. Tony grabs the back of her neck and forces her down so her ass is sticking out. He unzips his pants, moves her thong to the side and impales her with one swift movement.

My cock twitches when she moans with pleasure. Her tits slightly jiggle and a part of me wants to walk over there and free them so I can see them move back and forth. She has nice tits, not too big, and not too small. Enough for them to jiggle as Tony fucks her from behind.

“She’s yours for the taking,” Adrian offers.

My mouth dries and a part of me wants her to sit on my cock and ride me until I cum in her little cunt. “We have work to do,” I say while still staring at her. She turns to stare at me; she bites on her lower lip while Tony uses her for his own pleasure.

My cock grows and all I want to do is grab her and use her until I find my own release. “Slut, want to suck my brother off?”

I place my glass on the table beside the sofa and stand. Buttoning my suit jacket, I begin to head into the office. “You can stay, I have work to do.”

Adrian jumps to his feet and stops me with his body. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I told you. I have work to do.” I glance at Tony and the woman and find myself drawn to them. Especially her. She’s downright beautiful as he pummels into her. Her little moans, the way she makes eye contact. Her tits, her pussy, her ass. Everything about her is simply breathtaking. But...

“It’s not like you to shy away from a woman. What’s wrong with you? You on your period?” His diabolical chuckle grinds on my nerves. My blood heats as I cock a brow at him. “That’s it, right? Little Dominic is on his period and he needs all the hugs he can get.” Condescendingly he steps forward with open arms to hug me.

I slam him once in the face making him stumble back. The fucking stops and Tony pulls out of the woman to use his body as a shield between Adrian and myself. Marco steps forward, ready to protect me. “We have work to do,” I remind my brother.

“What the fuck?” Adrian squares up and comes at me with his hands high and ready.

In this moment of chaos, Marco straightens, Tony zips his cock up, the girl smooshes herself on the glass in an attempt to not get in the way as Adrian faces off against me. The thing with Adrian is he’s predictable as he tries to throw punches. The confrontation lasts no more than ninety seconds, and by the end of it, Adrian’s shirt is ripped and he has a bloody lip. He also managed to land a few on me, but out of the two of us, he’s faring far worse than I am.

He looks around the room, and booms, “Out.” Everyone leaves the room, including the woman. He walks over to the bar and pours two scotches. He offers me a glass and knocks his back in one movement. “What the fuck, man?”

I place the glass on the bar, untouched and straighten my tie and suit jacket. “I told you, we have work to do.”

“Is this about that bitch?”

“I don’t give a shit who sucks you off, Adrian.” I move past him to head toward the office.

“I’m talking about Rose.” The fact he’s breathed her name has instantly angered me. My skin prickles when the fucker says her name. “It’s because of her, isn’t it?” My jaw tenses as I suck in a breath, attempting to calm myself. “Has she gotten under your skin?”

I unbutton my jacket, and take it off as I turn to look at him. Rolling up my sleeves, I’ll fucking kill him if he keeps going. “We’ve got work to do,” I repeat as I advance toward him.

“You’re prepared to fight me over her?” His mouth turns into a tight snarl. “The Viper going after his brother, huh?” He turns to pour himself another drink.

“Don’t turn your back on me, brother.”

“Why, what are you going to do?” His dark chuckle causes a spike of adrenaline to rush through my body. We both know I can take him down, and we also both know he’s higher than I am in the Sacco family business, although we’re both in the administration. But I’ll still kick his fucking ass, regardless of whatever will happen to me.

I grab my jacket and walk into the office. I sit at the desk and type my password into the computer. I begin to search through all the records and easily find a few small discrepancies, nothing major enough to account for the inconsistencies I’m seeing with the figures I’m being sent.

The door opens and Adrian waltzes in and sits opposite me. “We good?”

I flick him a glance before returning my attention to the figures. “We’re fine.”

He exhales as he leans back in the chair. “What’s going on?” He juts his chin toward the computer.

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