Page 64 of One Wild Night

“I’m pulling into the parking lot right now, Siena. Nothing is going to happen to you, I swear,” Ryan told me. I could hear his voice shaking with what sounded like rage.

With three more loud bangs on the door, it finally gave way with a crash, causing me to scream again. Please hurry, Ryan!

The lights were flipped on, and I could hear two sets of feet shuffling toward me. “Well, what do we have here?” a tall, dark-skinned man said as he knelt down to my level, pulling the phone from my hands. “This would have been so much easier had you just opened the damn door, Trixie. Now get up!” he snapped, grabbing me roughly by the arm and pulling me out from under the desk.

His eyes ran up and down my body and he smirked at what he saw. “Fuck, I’m definitely going to have some fun with you,” he said menacingly.

“Like fucking hell you are!” Ryan said, appearing in the doorway with his gun cocked and ready.

Chapter 23

Ryan

Ineeded to get outof that damn club and clear my head. Fuck! Siena had made my dick hard as fucking steel. I had never been this hard...ever. The white lace teddy she had been wearing at the club left nothing to the imagination.

Fuck, I wanted her, but it was so much more than before. I craved her like the air I breathed. I needed her to be mine, and mine alone. Was that why I had flipped out so much? Was it that I didn’t want to share her with anyone...not even Tony?

Or was it because I had suspicions about what Siena was planning when she’d argued with me about going on stage tonight. I’d been watching her for months now at the club. She seemed to rely on her tips, but why? She was Tony’s girl; he would give her anything she asked for, just to keep her happy and at his side. She didn’t need the money unless she was saving it for something. Was she planning to leave him?

Fuck, why did that fucking hurt so much? But if that was her plan, she was playing a dangerous game. No one could run from the Valenti family, not when they knew so much information about so many things, and had people around the world working for them.

I was still fuming when I turned on the engine. As soon as my car purred to life, I sped off into the traffic, my dick still throbbing painfully in my dress pants. What was Siena doing to me? She honestly didn’t seem scared of me or intimidated by me in the least. I’dneverhad a woman stand up to me like that, and that only turned me on more. She was so motherfuckinghot!

I was out of ways to fight back my desire; that sexy as fuck lace teddy had been the final straw. I didn’t justwantto fuck Siena, Ineededto fuck her. I really wasn’t sure how my body would function without tasting her again. My dick throbbed for that sweet, wet pussy, and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. My subconscious, however, was telling me that by doing that, I would put her in danger. Fuck it all! I couldn’t do that to her. Iwouldn’t!That would make me no better than Tony!

I was pulled from my thoughts by my phone ringing with a call from my office at the club.

Who thefuckwas in my office?

“R...Ry...Ryan, it’s Siena. He’s here.” She sounded petrified.

“Siena? What the fuck are you talking about? And why the hell are you in my office?” I asked, confused. I could hear her panting and gasping on the line. She sounded absolutely terrified. What the fuck had happened? I needed to keep my head and get her to relax. “Sweetheart, I need you to calm down and talk to me, okay? Take a deep breath and let it out.” It sounded as if she was doing as I asked. “Again,” I soothed. That’s it, baby. I’m here. Nothing is going to happen to you, just breathe. “Ok, Siena, what’s going on?” I asked once her breathing had regulated.

“I just finished with my song and was heading back to the locker room. I heard Sapphire talking to some guy, so I stopped to listen before going in. The guy told her to move because they had business to do and then she’d get her payment, but I guess she wouldn’t budge. She said that he had agreed to pay her five grand for letting him and his boys in the back door, and she wanted him to give it to her before she moved. Ryan, she called him Paul. I recognized the name and ran straight to your office. I’m hiding under your desk with the light off.”

The motherfucker was inside the club! Paul Jenkins was a dead man! “Fuck! Don’t move, Siena. I’ll be there in three minutes, okay?” I tried to soothe her, but she could probably sense my anger.

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