Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
St. Luka’s was.
We had a week until the big show.
And I wasn’t going to let my dad down, especially not when we were so close to glory.
“That guy gives me the creeps every time,” River complained, “but I won’t pass up a free VIP booth or booze.”
“We should check it’s not poisoned.” Frankie snorted.
Bones laughed. “Either that or some hidden contract beneath the champagne.”
“Neither would surprise me. His generosity comes with strings.” Lotto tightened his arm around me and pulled me back flush against his chest. His warm breath danced over my ear. “But I’m sure you’re going to surprise all of us soon enough, aren’t you, angel?”
I pressed my ass back against his cock. “Not if you surprise me first.”
My eyes flashed to the guys standing before me. Their broad shoulders, their tight muscles peeking out from their shirts, their hungry smirks when they drank me in. Being atop the Circuit was great, but being with the four of them was even better.
And there was a booth a few floors beneath me where we could celebrate that love.
“I know you already won big, Lotto, but why don’t we make another bet?” I offered.
“What kind?”
My lips slid into a grin. “On who will be the first to come.”
“An easy bet,” Frankie smirked. “What do we get when we win?”
“We?”
Bones, River, and Frankie took a step toward me. Lotto tightened his arm almost painfully. Pure control and desire reflected in their dark eyes. But not one single part of me was scared. The four of them owned me, mind, body, and soul.
There wasn’t a single thing I would change.
“We’re going to fill up every single one of your holes, angel,” Lotto whispered. My breath hitched with his promise.
“As owner of Smiley’s, you should be celebrated the most.” The shadowed smirk on River’s face made my body thrum.
“We’ll show you how much we love you,” Bones added.
“And how you belong to us.” Frankie grinned. “I hope you’re ready.”
Even over the screaming crowd and chaos around me, my voice was loud and clear.
“Lead the way.”
Chapter
Thirty-Five
ARI
Bass pounded and shook the club’s walls.
The air was heavy with sweat and sex. Smoke curled around us as we made our way to our VIP table.
It was strange to pass all the filled tables and throngs of familiar faces. The previous time we were here, we were champions of the ring a few floors above us. Now we were finalists elsewhere, on the path to Vegas to become another kind of champion.
But not before celebrating a little beforehand.
Frankie curled his arm around my waist as he guided me back to our private booth. Bodies packed the dance floor. Between them, I saw some surprising faces. Moni, Vinny, and Alonzo from St. Luka’s grinded together to the beat, pressed together without a care in the world. Vinny was shirtless; Moni had her skirt up around her waist while Vinny played with her thong.
She spotted me and flashed a seductive smile. That was all she could do before Alonzo pulled her into a heated kiss that flushed my body.
“Looks like we aren’t the only family here,” River said as he passed by my side. He winked and stopped just before our table.
On Frankie’s other side, Bones and Lotto passed to slide into the booth.
“But why are they here?” Bones asked.
“Insurance for Troy, probably.” Lotto grabbed the bottle of champagne and opened it. “He’s betting on both of us to make him some cash.”
“And giving us perks to do so.”
Lotto poured a glass and handed it to Frankie. He held it up to my lips and tipped it back. The alcohol slid down my throat and warmed me from head to toe.
“We should enjoy it while we’re here.” River grabbed an empty flute and held it out to Lotto. “Before Troy changes his mind and kicks us out.”
“He won’t do that.” I laughed.
I was sure even a prick like Troy Godwin was more than happy to enjoy the shows all around him.
Especially when my guys looked so fucking sexy tonight. Each of them wore tight dress shirts, the buttons undone at the top, showing off their thick chests and tattoos. Their tight pants left little to the imagination. I could see every muscle of their calves and thighs, and the outline of their cocks pressing against the zippers.
I licked my lips.
It was time for a little fun.
“Forget Troy.” I gestured to the dance floor. “Why don’t we let loose a little bit?”
“No, thanks,” Frankie immediately answered.
I elbowed him with a playful frown. “Come on, Frankie. Just once. We’ve been here three times now, and you’ve never danced with me.”
“I’ve never danced with you, period.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Even at prom.”
“I’d pay to see Freakshow at high school prom.” River laughed, threw back his champagne, and tipped the empty flute Frankie’s way. “Did you wear a corsage? Slick your hair back in a pompadour?”