Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“We’re sharing?”
“Tonight, yes.”
They stopped and talked as they passed so many people. He was so bored, but this was what it meant to do business.
Some of the men were interested in Avery. She was fresh meat, and some liked her innocent allure. He knew she was anything but, or at least by the time he was done with her, she wouldn’t have an innocent bone in her body.
If the men tried to flirt with her, Avery clearly didn’t see it as she didn’t respond. She wasn’t rude to anyone, merely offered them that smile of hers without flirting back. He’d noticed she didn’t like it when they took her hand and kissed her knuckles. He didn’t like to see her on edge.
After a time, he held his hand out for someone to shake whenever they tried to touch her.
She did belong to him after all, and no one was going to make his date uncomfortable. Not once did she let go of his arm, and rather than be angry at her attention, he rather liked being the crutch she needed.
Get your fucking head in the game, Gino.
She wasn’t someone he was supposed to have feelings for, and he had to stop thinking of her as someone he did.
Chapter Nine
Avery stayed by Gino’s side throughout the evening. The men and women didn’t exactly fill her with comfort. Not all of them, some were really nice, and seemed genuine. She did tire quickly of the kissing of the hand. Their lips against her fingers did nothing for her, and she had to wonder who they were kissing beforehand or what.
By the time they got to the mayor, she felt how tense Gino was.
This was the reason they had to come to the gala.
“Ah, Mr. Mazza, as always, a pleasure to see you here. As always, you are one of our highest donators.”
Gino’s charitable side was something she was a little … shocked by. He didn’t strike her as the kind of person to donate to charity, but he had.
The mayor’s cell phone went off.
“I’d get that if I were you,” Gino said.
“It’s rather rude to take a call or a text at an event like this.”
“If you don’t look at it in the next five minutes, whatever is on there will be out for the entire world to see.”
Avery glanced up at Gino. There was no softness to him tonight. He was cold, waiting. This was the businessman she’d dealt with.
The mayor was on his shit list.
The man before her looked like he wanted to hurt Gino. It would be a wasted effort. No one could hurt Gino. He was invincible.
He looked at his cell phone, and Avery watched the color disappear from his face, and he looked like death.
She was a little taken aback by his sudden change.
“What is the meaning of this?”
“Mayor or not, title or not, you owe me money. My men will be by to collect this evening. If you do not pay, that will go around every single news network within ten minutes. Your life, your career, it will all be over.”
“I have dirt on you, Mazza,” he said.
Avery winced.
“No, you don’t. If you did, you’d have used it by now. I warned you of the consequences of getting involved. Now it is up to you on how to deal with them.” Gino turned on his heel and walked away.
“I’m not going to lie, I think that was incredibly hot what you just did,” she said.
“You like me blackmailing people?”
She didn’t ask if they were leaving as they were headed toward the front door. She had no reason to stay behind.
“Well, not the blackmailing part. I never voted for that guy anyway. He always looked too seedy for me. What did you send him?” she asked.
“A video of him fucking men and women that weren’t his wife.”
She gasped. “Really?”
“Yep. That kind of footage would ruin him.”
“I knew he was seedy.” She giggled.
Their limo was already waiting for them. She climbed into the back seat as Gino held the door open. The moment he sat beside her, she decided to do something stupid. She straddled his lap.
His hands ran down her back, cupping her ass.
“You’re turned on?”
“So much.” She pulled her dress out of the way and took his hand and placed it against her wet core. “That’s what you do to me.”
“I think I’ve turned you into a sex addict.”
“You’ve turned me into something, and I can’t get enough of you.” She pressed her body down on his cock, feeling him tighten against her.
She attacked his pants, pulling his cock free. He was already hard and the tip leaking pre-cum. Like this, she was the one in charge for a change.
All week, he’d fucked her, brought her to mind-blowing orgasms, and then left. Each time she saw him leave, the door close behind him, a little part of her died. She hated watching him walk away. To her, it didn’t seem right, and her feelings when it came to this man terrified her.