wasn’t something I felt I was missing in my life and if I could go without that kind of love then I was happy to do so. I preferred to be the man with nothing to lose.
“How much for a night with me and my wife?” I asked, loud enough to keep the meathead’s attention on us.
“For you pretty boy? Five grand,” Natalia said, wrapping her arms around my neck and leaning in to kiss me.
She moaned into my mouth as I fisted my hand into her hair and I dragged her against me. Natalia responded, kissing me in a way that was way too dirty for a swanky party like this and I grabbed her ass, pulling her between my legs where I still sat on the stool so that I could grind her against my swelling cock. I hadn’t gotten laid since all this stuff with Winter had happened as I’d been dedicating myself to helping my brother with his hunt, but I was getting a serious case of blue balls and I couldn’t help but take advantage of this little game we were playing to take just a sliver of relief from the dry spell.
“What the fuck, Harrison?” Donna yelled as she reappeared from her supposed restroom break and I hastily pushed Natalia out of my lap as I made some shitty excuses to my fake wife and we drew a shit ton of attention.
She swore at me in Italian and I had to fight a smile at the creativity of her cursing as I put on a show of begging forgiveness and swearing she was my one and only before letting my gaze fall on Natalia’s ass as she walked away from us.
Donna took a swing at me and I cursed as her knuckles cracked into my jaw, my gaze heating with real anger for a moment as I tasted blood and her eyes flared with that damn Italian temper. I’d been really fucking clear when I’d told her she could slap me and made it abundantly clear I didn’t want her punching me in the face. But I should have fucking known she’d do it. Last year I’d tossed her in the pool at our second cousin Luigi’s birthday party right after she’d gotten her hair done and she’d sworn she’d get revenge. Crazy lupa.
“You can come by the house for your crap in the morning!” Donna yelled dramatically, reaching out to snatch the big-ass bodyguard’s drink from the bar beside me before tossing it straight in my face and storming off into the crowd.
I cursed her as I turned back to the bar, leaning close to the bodyguard and apologising profusely, making sure I slurred my words and ordering him a replacement drink from the bartender.
Winter’s eyes were on me now too and as I spared her a glance I could tell she was frowning, trying to figure out if she really did recognise me beneath this mask or not.
The bartender placed two glasses of Jack Daniels down before me and I reached out to grab the one intended for the bodyguard, placing my hand flat over the top of it as I dropped the little pill inside and slid the drink over to my new best friend.
“To crazy bitches,” I said, raising my glass at him as he seemed caught between finding me amusing and annoying and he half-heartedly lifted his glass too.
“To crazy bitches,” he echoed, glancing at Winter pointedly before tossing his drink back and swallowing the lot.
It was so nice of his boss to give me the idea of drugging him like that. Little bitch moves weren’t my usual go-to, but I had to admit that I experienced a fucked up sense of satisfaction as I watched the motherfucker seal his own fate with one big gulp just like they’d done to my brother.
I bid him goodnight and pushed away from the bar, stumbling off like the drunk he believed me to be and falling back against the bar just as I passed Winter.
I dropped the cellphone I’d had hidden up my sleeve into her lap and leaned in close to her for a moment, just long enough to breathe a message into her ear.
“Your mountain man says hi.”
She turned to look at me sharply but I was slurring another apology and stumbling away already as the jumbo sized henchman got to his feet like he intended to rearrange my face for getting close to her.