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“There’s another bet?” Killian leans forward.
“Hey!” The girl who was trying to undo his zipper complains.
“On your knees, baby.” He pushes her to the floor.
Now I know why these little tables are spaced apart.
Wow.
Does Maddox think I’m going to fuck him in front of everyone? Is that why he brought me here? Yes, my core is throbbing and wet, but I have morals. I’m not some random girl looking for a billionaire. With my trust fund, I’m a multi-millionaire in my own right.
I’m talking eight figures.
I wriggle uncomfortably as the girl pulls Killian’s cock out and wraps her mouth around it.
“Tell me later.” He leans back and grabs her hair.
I find Travis smiling at me when I finally look away.
“She likes to watch,” he says to Maddox.
“Nice.” Parker sips his drink, nodding as if this was very interesting information.
“She also likes being watched.” Maddox informs them and my patience dissolves.
“I’m sitting right here!” I snap. “And I do not like either of those things. This is not the kind of place I normally come.”
I drop my glass onto the table and glare at them all.
“Everyonecomessooner or later here.” Travis winks.
Gah!
“How can you just sit there knowing he has kidnapped me?” I demand of them.
Parker sips his drink, watching me as if I’m just a show on TV. Travis tilts his head, and I hate that I find him a little bit adorable. His dimples are almost permanent, but I can see there’s a darkness to him.
All of them have it. A hard edge that is impenetrable.
“I can see why you’re keeping her.” Travis’s smile breaks open and stretches across his face, but then just as fast turns serious as he faces Maddox. “You need to fix this and look after her.”
“Fuck you. I’m looking after Kyra just fine.” Maddox snaps.
Keeping me? Wait a damn minute.
“Except for keeping me locked up.” I cross my arms as I mumble. “And he isn’t keeping me.”
My eyes slide across his thick strong thighs which are spread wide, taking up all the space, and up over his black-clad body. Around us, the music heats up and the girls drag some of the guys up to dance.
“If you think I’m going to do what they’re doing, you are mistaken.” I tell him.
His arm drops behind me and presses into the small of my back, pushing me up against him.
“You’re hardly in any position to be making the rules, little prisoner.” Maddox rasps, then grabs my jaw with his other hand. “Especially given I know how wet you were when you entered. I saw how turned on you were watching that threesome.”
Ugh.
I hate that he is right.