good point we have to bear in mind.
“I’ll join you later.” If I have to search for Falcone all night, I’ll do it. Losing sleep is a small price to pay in comparison to the bigger picture.
Earlier I ignored my father’s calls. He’ll be pissed at me for that and he’ll know I ignored him on purpose. I just want to have something, some sort of lead, before I speak to him. Something that shows I’m trying to fix what happened and not fucking around like the mindless playboy he thinks I am.
“Alright, see you later.”
Kirk hangs up and I get out of the car.
This is bull shit I need to fix fast. Time is getting away from me. Even if I had some idea of what Falcone had planned for the guns it would help. Jonny didn’t know shit. That wasn’t surprising since I doubt Falcone would have shared his planed with my warehouse staff.
I head up the steps to the club and look for Louise. I’m gonna have to get her to watch the place tonight and tighten up security. I don’t like leaving the girls working too late when none of us are here. As sophisticated as the club is, it can attract all sorts of dumb fucks and unsavory characters.
It’s fun being the last bachelor and having all the attention. But the shit side to that is the fact that because the other guys now have families, it’s just me who’s here most of the time. The club is open every night and it used to be that there’d be one of us in charge each night, but most nights would see all of us here.
It was mainly Georgiou who’d be absent because of his work at Giordanos Inc. He’s the only one that’s married without children, but I know him and Evie are planning to have kids soon. She was eighteen when they got married and he was thirty, same age as his best friend Henry who he shares her with. I guess they wanted their threesome of fun before having kids.
I head to Louise office then I hear music that doesn’t quite fit in to what I’m used to, and I realize the angel is dancing.
Lilly.
I should congratulate myself for going the whole day without thinking of her. Now that I have the image of her naked body present in my mind, my damn cock hardens at the memory of her and the way she tasted.
I paid five grand. That was definitely an expensive meal but worth every penny to have the taste of her in my mouth. What can I say? I’m a sick bastard that way. Paying for the taste of pussy. The taste of arousal. At least I can admit it.
The music holds me the same way it does with everyone else and I find myself moving over to the balcony to watch. I see her and I know I’m as enchanted as every motherfucker is here who’s watching her.
I thought I was imagining things last night when the place went silent, but I wasn’t. It’s happening again. People were watching. The sinners who frequent my club have stopped what they were doing to look at the angel floating in the ball.
Dressed in white again, Lilly looks like a real angel. Literally like she’s been loaned to us from heaven. The sheer white see-through strapless gown flirts with her body, caressing her the way I want to. Long white blond hair flows out as she moves, dancing on her toes.
Through the smoke and lights that focus on her I can see her perfect body. The pink tips of her nipples pressing against the fabric and the smooth skin running down to her mound. She’s naked because that’s what I wanted. Tatiana did everything I asked for, except she exceeded my expectations and got Lily. a real angel.
The woman undoubtedly has a body of perfection and I’m almost enraged at myself for allowing others to see her in this barely there dress that’s showing off her finest assets. Those breasts, that ass and those hips.
What I look at though is the way she moves. It’s gracefulness and sophistication at their finest.
It’s like she’s not really here. Like she’s set apart from everything else that’s happening. I wonder if that’s what she’s doing in her mind. Is that how she’ll be able to do this job that clearly doesn’t suit her.
Someone who spent years training at Julliard and has the impressive resumé this