Page 65 of Mob Queen

“You don’t have a dog, and Niko drives you now.”

He slams his hand on the table in frustration. “God damn it, Frankie.” G runs in with his gun drawn. He scans the room and holsters his gun before I wave him away. “And then there’s that. Any one of your men would put a bullet between my eyes at a mere wave of your hand.”

“You have to stop worrying about that.” Miller heavily sighs. “What?”

“Where’s my car, Frankie?”

“It’s in my garage at home.”

“Why is it in your garage?” he asks with a definitely annoyed bristle. I smirk and lift a brow. “I don’t know what you’re snickering at, you grate on every single nerve of mine.”

“I know.”

“I can’t do this, Frankie. You’re too far into the darkness for me.”

“Yeah, I am. And I’ve never promised otherwise.”

We’re suffocated in silence for what feels like hours, neither of us talking, nor eating. We’re both pushing our food around on our plate. Thankfully, I have my scotch though. With the food now cooling, it’s best I leave this alone. For now. Miller’s tensions are high, and he’s not able to talk effectively.

Silently, I stand and head out of the room.

“Are we done?” he calls.

“Not even close,” I reply as I glance over my shoulder to him.

Miller jumps to his feet and follows me. “We have to talk about this.”

“We will, later.”

He grabs hold of my upper arm and swings me around so we’re face to face. “Frankie, you can’t leave when things get difficult.”

“We’ll talk about it later tonight.”

He steps back and runs his hand through his hair. “Tonight?”

“It’s either the sofa at your office, or a nice comfortable bed with me in it. The choice is yours.” I lean in and place my hand to his firm upper arm. “I’ll be naked,” I whisper.

“Goddamn it,” he grumbles. He pulls back and looks me square in the eyes. “Your mouth needs to be full.”

My heart flutters and my pussy clenches. “With what?”

“With my cock jammed so far down your throat you’re choking and begging me to come.”

I love how this has switched. I arch a brow as I scan his body from head to toe. His cock is tenting his pants, and I can’t wait for the moments he’s promised. I peek my tongue out and run it over my lower lip. “Good.” I pivot on the spot and head out to where G’s already waiting by the car. “Niko, Miller will see you in the morning,” I instruct.

“Yes, ma’am.” Niko is quick to get in the limousine and leave.

“Come on, we’ll be gentle,” I hear from beside my building.

“Frank,” G calls. When I look to him, he gestures with a head tilt to get in the car.

“Leave me alone,” a woman replies.

“What the fuck,” I mumble and follow the voices.

Three men are surrounding someone, touching and pulling on her. “Leave me alone,” she cries with fear.

I walk toward what’s happening in the alleyway between my building and the one next door. “Shit,” G says. I hear him quicken his steps to catch up to me. “Hey,” he calls.

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