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“Okay, I’m listening.”

“It’s a damn nightmare! Check this out; my chicas are my heroes; they’re fierce and saved me from being kidnapped a few weeks ago,” Gigi says, talking with her hands and tossing her hair.

She looks at me with bright eyes and a faint blush on her cheeks as she walks around the room excitedly and talks.

“What do you mean? They saved you?”

I push off the bed and grab my boxers, pulling them on and crossing my arms.

This is not cool.

Who the fuck wants to kidnap my girl.

“Anatoly, this huge man tried to kidnap me from the store parking lot, but he failed.

Oh my god!

The man laughed; he grabbed my ponytail and was swinging me around like a damn rag doll. Then he hit me in the face when I started yelling. I couldn’t believe it! I saw stars, and I was dizzy. I was helpless and scared.

My chicas helped me get away; they ran when they saw that the huge monster had grabbed me by my ponytail. I couldn’t get away; my kicks were not making contact.

Marissa and Heather hit him. Somehow, Heather managed to kick him in the balls, and the thug released me, falling onto the ground, yelling.

We ran to the car, and that’s how I escaped,” Gigi says, moving her hands and looking at me.

“Fuck! Who was the fucker?”

“I don’t know who the thug was. He scared me. He said that I’m the Cartel’s property! I don’t think so,” Gigi huffs, running her fingers through her hair, and pulls it back, closing her eyes.

What the fuck!

“What else did he say?”

“Not much. Only that, since my Dad is in the Cartel, the Boss wants me.”

Fuck me!

I have to look into this. Maybe Fuentes can help me figure it out. But I’ll be damned if I allow the Cartel to take my girl. I have to protect her, she’s in danger.

“Baby, it’s going to be okay,” I say, pulling her into my arms.

Gigi trembles in my arms after her excited, animated tale of what happened. Her bravado deflates as she realizes the danger that she’s in.

Fuck me!

Gigi is full of life, such a bright light. I don’t want anyone or anything to dim her light.

“But the thug was huge. He said that the Cartel will take me.”

“Shushhh, it’s going to be okay. The Cartel can’t take you,” I whisper, wiping her tears.

I kissed her eyes, cheeks, nose, and entire face with butterfly kisses. Then I kissed her softly, but it quickly turns into a desperate, passionate kiss.

Gigi moves her hands up my back, making me shudder. The intense burn spreads through my body; my cock is hard, anxious to get balls deep inside her again. I pull her into my arms, and she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk and stop placing her on the bed. I crawl onto the bed, kissing her, moving my hands all over, exploring every curve, learning every erogenous area. I kiss her with an intense hunger that grows hotter.

This woman is under my skin, driving me crazy.

I have a gut feeling that she’s going to be an obsession.