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“Are you almost ready, love?”
Bastian’s voice carries throughout the penthouse. We finally got all the ruined carpet and furniture out and the new stuff in. It took months. This time we opted for hardwood flooring in case there’s ever another fire. Up here is where we entertain guests, deal with the day-to-day life and cook for our massive Irons crew family. But floor twenty-nine is all ours. It is our secret hideaway when we want time alone.
I grab my clutch off the end of the bed and saunter out of the bedroom to find Bastian standing at the windows. He’s wearing a tuxedo tonight and looks every bit the powerful kingpin he is.
Our eyes meet through the reflection of the glass. Sun is setting and the fading rays of light catch on the diamonds in my ears. Light bounces off everything. Especially the dangerous look in his eyes when he turns the full force of his gaze on me.
“Fuck no. Go change. You’re not wearing that out.”
I lift a foot to go to him, but his cold words make me stop in my tracks. Lasers shoot out of my eyes with murderous intent. “What did you just say to me?”
“You’re going to put me into an early grave, woman. I won’t be able to talk business with you wearing that, Lili Irons.”
I look down at myself and laugh a little. He might be right. Red silk clings to all my curves and there’s no hiding the gift I have for him.
“But, daddy. Don’t you like me in red?” I tease playfully knowing I’m about to get my ass spanked.
There’s a burning in his eyes I’ve grown to recognize when I lift my gaze back to his. He wants to get me alone and take things from calm to hot and heavy between the sheets like right this second.
He crosses the room, bringing with him a wave of his toe-curling scent. I inhale and let everything about him wash over me. Heat flashes through me and that one little reaction makes my nipples turn rock hard.
He crushes me to him and groans at what he finds when his hand comes over my bare back.
“Oh, I should turn for you.”
I step out of his arms and do a one-eighty to the sound of animalistic growls.
“You’re mine, woman,” he growls hungrily.
Rough hands find the open edges of the back of my dress.
I hear the tear before I feel the cool air conditioning on my back.
“Fuck me, woman. I don’t know if you were sexier with or without the dress.”
Tatters of red silk fall to the floor and I force the grin off my face. I love it when my plans work out. He’ll never know I wanted him to ravish me senseless instead of taking me out.
I have on a red garter belt, no panties and matching stilettos. I slowly turn to face him and move the long curls of my hair aside.
“If you wanted me undressed, all you had to do was ask, daddy.”
“I do better at taking,” he says as he visually drinks in his glittering gift.
I see his throat work. “Are those for me, baby?”
I nod and gently wrap my fingers around my breasts and offer myself up to my daddy.
“Do you like them?” I mentioned how pretty my nipples would look pierced a few months back. I bet he thought I forgot.
Warm lips wrap around one diamond studded nipple and then the other. My head drops back and I sigh as he takes all my weight in his arms. Leaning over me he devours my pierced tips until my core drips.
It takes a powerful man to admit he is wrong and an even stronger one to fight until nearly death to correct that wrong. I will never regret standing up for myself and I will never regret letting daddy ruin me for every other man out there. I’m his and he’s mine.
“Daddy, I don’t think you’ve ruined me enough.” I wrap my fingers around his tie and fall into his loving arms.
It turns out that we never ended up going out that night. Meetings got postponed and Club Sin had their show without us. That’s fine. I have all I need right here in Bastian’s arms.
EPILOGUE TWO
