touch that she couldn't explain. John and Patrick had saved her from Domenico's men and had seen to it that she was well taken care of. She was so confused with what to do. Gillian wanted John and Patrick even if it meant just for one night! Why was she standing here jealously obsessing over what those women had said in the bathroom when she could enjoy her last night with this man?
"I'm sorry, John," she said softly before standing up on her tiptoes to place a kiss on the vein that was pulsing in his thick, corded neck. She then cupped his beautiful, bearded face in her hands and looked deep into his eyes. "Everything that has happened since Giovanni's death has been so overwhelming. Things like this don't happen to me. I'm trying to figure it all out as I go, but I'm not doing a very good job."
The Brit's body instantly relaxed as she spoke to him softly and stroked his face. He knew his American was struggling with everything; he could see it in her eyes. Wanting to reassure her, John kissed her lips gently before he ran his tongue over her bottom lip. "Stop overthinking everything. I want every inch of you, Gillian, and even though you are fighting it, I know you want me. I also see the way your body responds to Patrick. We are going to bring you so much pleasure tonight, kitten, if you let us. Do you trust me?"
Gillian nodded her head 'yes' as a brilliant smile touched John's handsome face. He then kissed her once more on the lips before he led her over to the table. After he pulled out her chair, Gillian sat down and demurely crossed her legs. John sat down in the chair immediately across from her, and Patrick sat to his left. On the right side of John, sat Benito, and to her immediate left, Kin Chen. A servant soon appeared with a round of shots.
As the scantily clad female servant passed out the drinks, John looked at Gillian and said, "We were getting ready to poker. Do you play?"
Gillian leaned back in her chair and licked her red lips. "I do, actually. Deal me in."
Kin leaned forward to take her hand in his and kiss it. "Since John is being rude this evening, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Kin Chen, and I have already heard all about you, Gillian. You are even more beautiful than Benito said. I know you came with John, but maybe I can convince you to leave with me. Did John tell you that I will be emperor one day?"
"No, he didn't, but I couldn't care less," Gillian replied politely as she watched his eyes roam over her body. A smile touched her face when John, Patrick, and Benito burst out laughing as Kin's eyes shot up to her face.
"Well, John, your harpy has a rather sharp tongue," Kin responded hotly, feeling the sting of her rejection. He had never had a woman turn him down before, especially one as beautiful as this one. "So, Gillian, I hear that you are a rather distinguished physician. Tell me, sweetheart, did you pay or fuck your way to the top?"
"Kin, if you value your life, mate, you will watch your words," John said in fluent Chinese to the Asian man, the warning clear in his tone.
"Of course, a man like you would assume I used sex to get to where I am. It couldn't be because I'm a brilliant surgeon or that I graduated summa cum laude from Harvard," Gillian replied, smiling sweetly at the Asian leader. "It's called intelligence, Kin. Believe it or not, a woman can be smart. I have never, nor will I ever, use anything other than my brain to get what I want. You know, if you would have used your brain instead of that other little part between your legs, you may not be facing your current legal problems."
John and Patrick both chuckled as Benito roared with laughter. Kin looked deep into the woman's emerald green eyes for a moment. Dr. Morgan was just as smart as she was beautiful. His dick hardened in his suit. Damn John Kenric for meeting this woman before he had! Kin wanted to be mad at Gillian, but her comment had impressed him. She had shown no fear and had looked directly at him the entire time. He knew grown men who were too afraid to