Page 25 of Bedlam
“Shit, that was hot.” He pants as I pull out slowly, flopping onto the bed, trying to catch my breath. He cups my face, leaning in as he brushes his lips against mine in a soft sensual kiss that leaves me breathless.
“Stay with me tonight?” I ask and he smiles, kissing me again softly.
“Only if you shower with me.” He coerces and I laugh.
“Deal.”
Two weeks later…
I’m pulling into The Dungeon with Ryder behind me. It’s Casino night. Thankfully, when I went to pick up the contracts from Caspian, he talked me into doing Casino night here since I’m no longer holding events at Enthralled. I’ll make more money doing it here, giving Caspian a cut, rather than The Aces deepening their pockets.
The night Ryder came to Jade’s, he called Flynn about the gun deal. The Irish King was hesitant at first, but after Ryder explained the situation, he was a little more understanding. That was all that we were waiting for. A yes from Flynn solidifying the deal was all Harley needed, and he happily signed. A win-win for all.
Parking the car, I get out and button my suit jacket. If Jay was here, he would be proud that I was wearing a suit. I wonder what Jade would say if she saw me like this. Trying not to think about her, I round the back of my car and wait for Ryder.
“Were you intentionally trying to race me back there?” He asks with a smirk as he climbs off his bike, laying his helmet on the seat.
“No, but if I was, I’d still beat this piece of shit.” I say, kicking the tire with my shoes.
“Aye, don’t talk shit about the bike. She’s sensitive.” He jokes and I shake my head.
“I gotta say, Ace. You look fucking dapper in a suit.” He says with a whistle and I roll my eyes.
“Well, get a good look. Maybe even take a picture for your spank bank because this isn’t going to be a recurring thing. I fucking hate being dressed up, let alone in a fucking suit.” I whine as he steps closer to me.
“I already did.” He whispers, giving me a wink and walking towards the building. My cheeks heat at knowing he was checking me out while I was getting ready. Spinning on my heels, I follow behind him as we get to the front doors. I give the guard my name and he unclips the red rope, granting us entry.
Stepping into The Dungeon, it looks completely different than the usual fighting ring. The cages have been removed, and card tables replace their spot in the middle of the room, along with slot machines. Deep red and black drapes cover the ceiling and walls, a few small cages with girls dancing in them gives the place a sensual vibe. There’s a bar on the left and right side of the room with a Dj booth on the opposite side of the entrance.
Stepping to my right, I walk over to the tellers to make sure everyone has what they need. Caspian did a great job bringing my vision to life. I’m really fucking impressed. I think tonight is going to be a hit.
“This is really awesome, Ace. I’mma go grab a drink. You want anything?” He asks, and I shake my head.
“Na, I’m good. Go have fun. I got some work to do.” I say and he nods, stalking off across the room to the bar. There’s a bunch of waitresses working the room with shots and different drinks on their trays. I’ve instructed them to push some pills and mary while they make their rounds. There will be big players here tonight, with deep pockets, so the more they sell, the bigger tip they all will receive.
Making my way around the room, I speak to all of the dealers letting them know the secret code if anything suspicious is going on. We want to keep everyone safe and having a good time.
Guests start pouring into the place and I put on a smile, greeting a few people as they arrive. Grabbing a drink from the waitress, I take a deep gulp of my beer as my eyes lock with Ryder’s from across the room. I wink as he loses his hand at blackjack, his eyes flashing with a quick hint of darkness. I pull out a joint, lighting it, andtaking a deep hit beforestepping back to take a second to look around the room. Rich men and their wives, or mistresses, laugh and enjoy cocktails.Damn, I wish Jade was here to see this.My eyes continue to move around the room and I spot black curly hair. Stopping in my tracks, I blink, then blink again, still seeing her. Walking towards her, I move through the traffic of people, weaving in and out, not taking my eyes off her. Stepping behind her, I fight the urge to wrap my arms around her and never let go. Instead I play it cool, keeping my emotions at bay.
“Jade?” I ask in a low whisper. But when she turns around, who I see has me reeling, causing me to growl.
What in the actual fuck?
eighteen
Queen of hearts
Marsela
Taking the black eyeliner, I drag the tip across my eyelid, leaving a wing at the crease. I dip the brush in the gray eyeshadow and paint my lids with smoke thinking about how magnificent my plans are working.
He will never be able to deny me anymore if I look like the one he truly loves; Jade. Fucking biker trash. I’m so glad she's dead and gone. Good riddance, stupid cunt. She almost ruined my plans with how deep her claws were in my Dario. He was mine long before she came along. For years, we messed around, but I knew he would be mine, eventually. He was promised to me after all.
Having the Abazi and Roselli’s come together as one is something powerful in this world. Uniting both families together will hold the key to everything. We will be stronger than the Russians, and the Irish. I’m already untouchable, but togetheras one and me being a woman, we will rule the world and have everything we ever dreamed of.
It’s been challenging getting my Dario to give me a baby. He’s been so far up that cunts ass that I needed to take matters into my own hands. Wiping her off the board was the only way, and now he’s mine.
I rub my belly imagining myself walking around the house with a baby bump, decorating our child’s room and having Dario build the crib. I smile at the thought as I apply ruby red lip stain on my lips. I hope it’s twins, a little boy and a precious little girl. They will be so damn spoiled. I giggle to myself at the thought.