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He looked around and smirked.

“Yes, Butterfly. For the most part, it is private. We share the same shooting range, but some of us require a little more security than others. And now?”

I swallowed as I looked up at Roman.He was more a predator than he was a man.

“Are you going to eat me?”

The way his lips stretched into a thin evil grin had my entire body begging to be used. I was sick. It was official, because I should have run or something.

“Oh, Butterfly. I plan to do far more than that. But first?”

He bent down, his height difference far more prominent in this small booth. I held my breath, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted.

His lips were hot against my neck, and I let out a little squeak as he bit me. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but it surprised the hell out of me.

“That is how you mark your territory. That, or we set a date and you wear a pretty little white dress while you declare to the entire world I own you.”

Well fudgsicle.

“I. Oh. Isn’t that too soon?”

I had to remember how to breathe because my entire brain was short circuiting, and it didn’t even give me the courtesy to understand why. How? How could this man do something so, so, well, damn it?So much for me on a power trip.

“You don’t own me, Roman. I am my own woman.”

He chuckled and pulled away.

“Oh, Emilee, if any of us were our own people, this life would be so much easier. So dream away, but at the end of the day, my family owns me, and I will own you, and so on and so forth. Now, I can fuck this sweet little pussy,” he stopped and cupped my still sore and very wet cunt, “or we shoot like I promised you. Although I’d enjoy the first, I think you need to know how to shoot from a distance.”

There was a knock at the door, an odd three long and two short knocks, kind of a club house thing.

“Gage, nice of you to show up.”

The booth was big enough for three, maybe four people, but still, this close to Roman made the entire space seem hot.

“Fuck off, Roman. You text me that you need guns and I’m all the way across town. Be happy I’m here with this instead of explaining my way out of a speeding ticket.”

Roman shrugged but took the case.

“You damn well know that Rossi here owns half the police in the city and there are enough dirty judges,” he paused. “Well fuck. We should have seen your uncle getting out, I suppose. With your dad gone, we’ve neglected some important details. Text Parks that we need to work on public relations.”

I did as he asked, but I was missing some details. My brain hadn’t cooled down yet, which meant that I probably looked like some stunned Barbie just realizing she’s a plastic toy. Was I the one in charge or was I just a toy?

“Oh, Mary told me to have the princess try this gun as well.”

I watched as he handed a case and then a smaller gun over.

“What’s in the case?”

Roman and Gage just smirked at each other like little schoolboys.

“It’s a lot of guns, isn’t it? You two are immature.”

I stood aside as I watched Roman open said toy box and watched him and Gage talk shop. I guess this is what it felt like to be the third wheel. This was new.

I leaned against the wall and let my eyes close. I was a bit tired. The adrenaline of going after someone had worn off, and all I wanted was Gertie and my sweatpants.

“What have you done to the poor girl, Rome?”

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