Page 94 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
"Just watch." I sprinted down the hall. I didn't even bother to slow down as I approached the security guard, I just wound upand put the full momentum of my run into the punch. He hit the ground like a bag of bricks. I had knocked him out cold.
God, it felt so good to hit someone again. I wasn't sure if I had ever been this angry in my life.
"Holy shit," said Tim. He had run down the hall as soon as he saw me land the punch. "Are you trying to get us sent to Brazilian prison!?"
"No. Although going to Brazilian prison might help you realize how Alina's probably feeling right now on stage."
"They have dance competitions in Brazilian prison? Hmm...maybe I would fare better than I previously thought."
"God damn it, Tim. Just help me open this door so we can turn those lights off."
Tim grabbed the key ring off the unconscious guard's belt and started trying different keys in the lock. A second later, a bearded guy wearing headphones and a black T-shirt opened the door.
"Tommy?" said Tim. "Shit, of course it's you in here."
"I'm confused," I said. "Who's Tommy and why do you know him?"
"He's the stage manager. I've been working with him the past few days to get the lighting and sound squared away for the performance."
"Am I doing okay?" asked Tommy.
"Yeah, you're doing great," Tim said.
"Guys! Focus! We have to cut the lights."
"Why?" asked Tommy. "The crowd is loving it. Check this out." He waved us into the control room and sat down at a desk in front of 12 computer screens. Each one showed a different angle of Alina sucking cock. But now it was the guy on the opposite end of the flag.
"Fuck," I said.
"I knew she'd feel bad when the first guy said he wasn't you. Now she thinks that's you. Everything is going according to plan."
"What the hell is wrong with you, Tim?!"
"Actually, I'm glad you guys came," said Tommy, totally ignoring me. "I was having trouble deciding which view to put up on the jumbotron. "We have the classic side view which is pretty awesome, but I also positioned the sky cam to get a perfect overhead view of him ramming his cock in her mouth. And then of course we could always go for the face shot. Man, you can just tell she's loving it by the faces she's making. I was thinking about doing a split screen..."
"Tommy, cut the god damn lights."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "I felt like I was doing a decent job with the lighting. That reminds me, I was toying with this awesome idea. I have some backup fireworks from Russia'sperformance that I was thinking would be awesome to sync up if he gives her a cumshot to the face, like a grand finale sort of deal."
"God damn it! That's my girlfriend up there. Cut the fucking lights!"
"Wow," Tim said. "I didn't realize you two were at that level. Congrats, man. Geez, if I had known, I would have asked you if it was okay for those guys to do that."
Seriously?I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. If I had just asked Alina to be my girlfriend would she be out on that stage right now with those guys? I was trying not to rush her. She had just broken up with Chris. All I wanted was for her to be my girlfriend. I really liked her. Fuck, I more than liked her. If I didn't, I wouldn't be feeling the way I was right now. Like I wanted to kill everyone that was touching her. I knew I didn't want to be her rebound. But if I had known that this catastrophe would be the rebound she needed, I would have fucked her days ago to prevent this.
I felt like I was going to be sick. This had to end now. "Cut the fucking lights," I said again, more forcefully. I took a step toward Tommy.
Tommy put his hands up. "Chill out, man. I'm just trying to do my job here."
"I don't care what the fuck you're trying to do, because if you don't cut the lights in five seconds..."
"Okay, okay. I don't have access to the safety lighting in the auditorium, but I can blink the lights on stage if you want. You know, like how they do at the theater to tell people to take their seats. Or like the music at the Oscars when someone is rambling for way too long in their speech. That would probably give them the signal to wrap it up."
"Do it," I demanded. "And tell me where I can go to turn the lights off for real."
Tommy started hitting buttons just as the two assholes that were pretending to be me dropped the flag, showing the whole world Alina on her knees with a cock in her mouth. Camera lights immediately started flashing in the crowd right before the stage went black.
Going For Gold - Chapter 41
