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Amanza gapes at me.

“You can answer her however you wish,” I tell her, lifting my glass and watching Anya. She doesn’t once glance my way. She’s watching Amanza, and despite how confident she is, Anya has the not-so-subtle skill to break anyone’s resolve.

“Yes, it was good,” Amanza says, her gaze darting around the table.

Patrick seems uncomfortable as he takes a sip of his whisky.

“And are you here hoping he’ll fuck you again?”

“Okay, that’s a little uncalled for,” Patrick interjects, and Anya looks at me.

“Your friend, or business partner, whatever you wish to call each other, intends to fuck me, Patrick, so I would like to know. Definitely if he’s interested in fucking other people, because there’s a room back there he might let her fuck him in.”

“You’re starting to sound jealous, sweetheart,” I say as I grab her hand that rests on the table. She freezes at the touch and most likely the insinuation. I think the only thing Anya has ever been knowingly jealous of is if another woman gives her brother attention.

She offers a sickly-sweet smile. “Just giving you permission to fuck others who might be able to ‘take their fill,’ fuckface,” she adds.

I lean over, rubbing my thumb over hers. “Do I need to teach you another lesson with my belt?” I whisper into her ear loud enough that everyone can hear it.

“Sure, if you actually fuck me while using it,” she replies, not bothering to whisper.

My men are staring at her. Some with awe and others with fascination. She does that—holds people captive.

“You two are together?” Amanza asks. “You said you don’t do relationships,” she says pointedly to me.

“I don’t, so don’t worry,” Anya says, cutting me off from answering. “So once he’s had his fun, and we sort out our agreement, he’s free for all your cuddles.”

“That’s what you think.” I smirk at Anya. She eyes me and doesn’t say another word as she pulls her hand out of mine.

I clasp my hands together. “Now, shall we start with dinner? And, Patrick, if you could please tell Anya about current figures, I’d be greatly appreciative.”

CHAPTER 25

Anya

Amanza has eyed me, then River, then me again throughout the last dreadful hour. I glance at the time more times than I can count, wanting this to end.

It started on a high as I rode his fingers and tongue into oblivion, and now I’m forced to sit through this uncomfortable meeting. I can tell what River is trying to do; to show me how stable and profitable his business is. It’s impressive, to say the least, but I’m sure he wasn’t counting on the fact that his little awestruck lover was attending as well.

I stare at my half-empty glass of water as Patrick and River discuss personal matters. I think back to River’s and my kiss. It keeps running through my mind. I know sex. This other fluffy shit, however, is new and uncomfortable for me. Yet I leaned into it, like discovering a new sexual position. It was deeper than anything I tried before, and he didn’t even have his cock inside me. That was terrifying.

I let him take my control away when I’m so used to doing that to others.

Whatever this thing is between River and me is changing me, yet the further I lean into it, the more curious I become. The hungrier for him I am. So much so that I was willing to throw in a freebie to suck his cock so he got off just as much as me.

I’m falling. But for what, I’m not sure.

“Dessert?” River asks me, as the most beautiful piece of chocolate cake is sat in front of him. I lean in without even thinking, and he lifts his fork, which now has a piece of the cake on it, and places it in my mouth. I close my eyes, and a soft moan escapes my lips.

The table’s occupants continue to chatter away around us, but it feels like it’s only us sitting here.

“Remember, it’s bad if you shoot me in front of all my men. So remember that before what I’m about to say.”

My gaze dips to the cake. “Then you better make sure this cake is worth it.”

He chuckles as he feeds me another bite, and I know in the way that he’s staring at me, he’s imagining this fork is his cock instead.

“I saw where you went today at three,” he admits.

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