Chapter 68 Chapter 68
Chapter 68
Dante’s POV
I leaned back on the couch, bones aching like I’d been dragged through hell. The day had been a shitshow. Tracking leads on that nuclear piece—dead ends everywhere. Enzo out with Nikolai chasing shadows. Me stuck coordinating from here. Calls. Maps. Threats. My head throbbed. Needed to unwind. Bad.
I texted one of the guys outside. “Send in a girl. Blonde. Curvy. Now.”
Didn’t take long. Door opened twenty minutes later. She walked in. Tall. Fake blonde hair down to her ass. Red dress tight enough to cut circulation. Lips painted cherry. Eyes hungry. Knew the drill. These girls always did.
She smiled. Slow. Walked over. Kneeled between my legs without a word. Hands on my belt. Unbuckled. Pulled my zipper down. I was already half hard just from the thought of release.
Her fingers wrapped around my cock. Pulled it free. Stroked slow. Then leaned in. Tongue flat against the base. Licked up. Slow. Wet. Took the head in her mouth. Sucked gentle at first. Then deeper. Throat opening. Gagging a little. Spit running down.
I fisted her hair. Guided her. Hips lifted. Fucked her mouth steady. Low groan escaped me. Felt good. Finally. Tension easing.
Then the light flipped on. Bright. Harsh.
Nina stood there. Face twisted. “What the fuck. You guys are horny perverts. Get a room or take a fucking break.”
Her voice cut sharp. Pissed. Fed up.
Blonde pulled off with a wet pop. Looked up confused.
I stared at Nina. Cock still out. Hard. “What the fuck, Nina.”
She crossed her arms. Defiant. “I should’ve hidden a gun today. But baby steps, right?”
Blonde wiped her chin. “Is she the new maid? I need a glass of water.”
I kept eyes on Nina. “You heard her. Get her a glass of water.”
Nina didn’t move. Just glared.
I pulled my gun slow. Pointed it at her head. “Go.”
She turned. Walked out. Came back with the water. Then “tripped.” Splashed it everywhere. Cold. Soaked my shirt. Her dress.
Blonde shrieked. Raised her hand to slap.
I caught her wrist. “What’s your problem?”
Nina shrugged. “Saw a laptop in my room. Figured someone left it.”
“Yeah. I kept it there. Don’t you have school or whatever the fuck you do?”
“It’s the one Isabella gave me.”
“Do you want the laptop or not?”
She sighed. “I want the laptop.”
“Good.”
Blonde started stripping. Wet dress peeled off. Tits out. Heavy. Fake. Nipples hard. She reached for my shirt. Tried to undress me.
I stopped her. Looked at Nina. “You should disappear.”
Nina left. Fast.
Blonde smiled. “Where were we?”
I stood. Grabbed her arm. “Upstairs. We’re wet.”
She followed. Giggling. Ass swaying.
My room. Door shut. I stripped the wet shirt. Threw it. Pants next. Cock still hard. Aching now.
She dropped to her knees again. Mouth on me. Sucked deep. Throat tight. I groaned. Let her work. Hands in her hair. Pulled her off after a minute. “Bed. Now.”
She crawled over. Ass up. Dress gone. Thong red. Wet from the water. I ripped it off. Threw it. Spread her legs. Pussy pink. Shaved. Dripping already.
I grabbed a condom from the drawer. Rolled it on. Slid into her slow. Deep. She moaned loud. Back arched. I thrust hard. Once. Twice. Built rhythm. Fast. Rough. Skin slapping.
She gasped. “Fuck. Yes. Harder.”
I grabbed her hips. Pulled her back onto me. Deeper. Felt her clench. Wet heat tight around my cock.
Flipped her over. Legs over my shoulders. Pounded in. Tits bouncing. Nipples hard. I pinched one. Twisted. She cried out. Came hard. Shaking. Squirting a little. Wet the sheets.
I didn’t stop. Pulled out. Turned her again. Face down. Ass up. Slid back in. Doggy. Deep. Grabbed a smoke from the nightstand. Lit it one-handed. Inhaled deep. Smoke filled my lungs. Exhaled slow while thrusting.
She pushed back. Moaning. “Oh god. Don’t stop.”
I smoked slow. Cock sliding in and out. Wet. Slick. Her ass cheeks red from my hands. I slapped one. Hard. She yelped. Clenched tighter.
Smoke curled up. Ash dropped on her back. I smeared it. Thrust deeper. Felt the build. Balls tight. Inhaled again. Held the smoke. Exhaled as I came. Hard. Groaning low. Filled the condom. Pulled out slow. She collapsed. Panting.
I tossed the smoke in the ashtray. Fell beside her. Breathing heavy. Body loose finally. Sleep pulled me under fast.
Morning came. Sun through cracks in the blinds. I rolled over. Bed empty. Cold on her side.
Strange. These girls always waited. For the cash. The tip. The ride home.
I sat up. Gut twisted. Something off. In this line of work, you never ignore that feeling.
Threw on pants. Barefoot. Ran to the library. Door locked. Unlocked it fast. Straight to the safe. Hidden behind the fake bookshelf panel.
Dialed the combo. Door swung open.
Everything looked in place. Papers. Cash stacks. The nuclear schematics folder. But touched. Edges not straight like I left them. Fingerprints? No. But tampered.
Then I saw it. The silver flash drive. Gone. My fucking silver flash drive. The one with the encrypted codes. The key to the whole damn thing.
Rage boiled. Hot. Fast.
I slammed the safe shut. Pulled my phone. Dialed Nikolai.
He answered second ring. “What?”
“Safe tampered. Flash drive gone. Work the tech backup. Now.”
“On it.”
I hung up. Snapped my fingers at the nearest guard in the hall. “Track down that girl from last night. Find her. Bring her back. Alive.”
He nodded. Ran off.
I stormed downstairs. House stirring. Alarm would wake everyone soon. But first.
Bodyguards gathered. Thirty of them. Snow outside. Cold biting through the open door.
I stepped out. Shirtless. Snow on my skin. Didn’t feel it. Anger too hot.
“Who the hell let a woman walk out of this house without my permission?” shrugged.