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Gwen

I t’s been four weeks since everything happened. Maddie and I are getting ready to go out tonight. It’s Saturday, and we’re heading to Chophouse. I’ve been living at Dominic’s place, and so has Levi. The Chicago newspaper in my hand reports that two businesswomen from the area have been missing for four weeks now. I am officially Levi’s guardian, and I intend to make sure his life turns out nothing like mine did.

Maddie sprays hairspray over her freshly curled hair as I line my lips with dark red liner. Before Dominic left the house, he told me to wear something special, so I figured, why not red lipstick? Just like our first date, when life was much different. A little red dress with spaghetti straps has been waiting for this moment. I hold it up to the mirror, measuring it against my body.

"Girl, you are going to be hot in that little piece," Maddie says, pointing at the dress. Once we’re all dolled up and ready to leave, I call out to Levi before stepping out of Dominic’s place. "Levi, I’m leaving. Lock the door. We’ll be back late." Down the hall, I hear the loud sounds of his gaming system shots firing in the background. His headset must be on.

"Let’s go," I tell Maddie, grabbing the black Maserati keys off the hanger. Clicking the button, my car roars to life. As I slide into the driver’s seat, my red dress rides up my thighs. Maddie climbs in, wearing a black mini skirt and a shiny gold belly shirt. I connect to Bluetooth, turn up the music, put the car in drive, and pull out of the garage. We speed into the night, ready to blow off some steam. Chophouse is the place to be.

Pulling into the parking lot, the bass from inside vibrates through the air. As we step out, I tug my dress down, trying to keep it decent. The heavy door swings open, and the sharp scent of alcohol burns my nose. Right in the entrance, sitting on a stool, is Bash, scrolling through his phone.

"Ladies," he greets us. "Hey, Bashy." I plant a quick peck on his cheek. Dating an Italian, you learn that cheek kisses are a greeting especially if you like the person. Bash winks at me before shifting his focus to Maddie. She glares at him, her expression cold.

As she walks past, he catches her arm lightly. She yanks it away instantly. "Ah, come on, Maddie, not even a ‘nice to see ya’?" His devilish smile widens. "Not tonight, Prince Charming. You can admire my ass as I walk away, but that’s it," she snaps, pushing me toward the dance floor. I glance at her. "What was that about?" "Nothing. His attitude, like every woman wants him, gets on my nerves." I shrug it off. She’ll spill when she’s ready.

"Let’s get drinks!" I shout over the music. We weave through the crowd to the bar, ordering shots of Patrón. A strong, tattooed arm drapes over my shoulders. Turning, I meet the brown eyes I’m crazy about. Dominic smirks, his gaze lingering on my red lips. "You look sexy," he whispers against my skin, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "Come up to my office with me." I nod as he takes my hand, leading me away. Looking back at Maddie, I hold up a finger, signaling I’ll be right back.

Navigating the steps in my high heels, I barely keep up. He unlocks his office door, throws it open, and pushes me inside before locking it behind him. In one swift motion, he lifts me, and my legs wrap around his waist. He carries me to his desk, setting me down on the cool wood. My dress is already hiked up around my hips, revealing my red thong. His lips trail from my neck to my chest, his fingers pulling my straps down until my breasts are exposed. His mouth finds my nipple, sucking hard enough to make me cry out. His free hand pinches the other, teasing me until I squirm beneath him.

"Dominic," I pant. "That’s 'princess.' Say my name." His hand slides under my panties, sliding his finger under the slick material that sits tight against my shaved pussy. Trailing his fingers over my wetness before sliding his fingers in me. My head tilts back as I moan. "Dominic, please." He thrusts his fingers deeper, his arm muscles flexing with each movement. "Be a good girl and tell me what you want, baby. Use your words." "I want you. I want your dick."

Smirking, he shakes his head. "Not yet. You can have my dick when you feed me this beautiful pussy. But you have to beg me to eat you up." His words send another wave of heat through me. "Taste me, my king. Put your tongue on my clit and let me feed you. Please, make me come in your mouth." His smirk darkens before he drops to his knees, spreading my legs wide on his desk. His tongue moves with expert precision, sending me spiraling. Gripping my hips, he pulls me closer, devouring me as if he can’t get enough. I tremble, my body tightening as he pushes me over the edge. The pleasure consumes me until I am left breathless.

He stands, freeing himself from his jeans. In one swift move, he lifts me, carrying me to the window overlooking the parking lot. My back presses against the cold glass as he lowers me onto his cock, filling me completely. He pounds into me, his hands gripping my ass while I hold onto him for dear life. The pleasure builds with each thrust until I am unraveling around him, my moans filling the room. He follows, releasing himself inside me, his breath hot against my neck. When our bodies calm, he slides my dress back into place, planting a kiss on my forehead.

"Come on, I have something for you."I frown at his mischievous grin as he pulls me out of the office, leading me back downstairs. The music and crowd surround us, but Dominic keeps a firm grip on my hand, dragging me toward the DJ booth. He whispers something to the DJ, and suddenly, the music cuts off. The club falls silent. Every eye in the room is on us. Panic creeps up my spine.

Dominic leans in. "Just breathe, princess. Keep those beautiful blue eyes on me." Then, he drops to one knee. The room spins as he pulls a velvet box from his pocket and opens it. A stunning diamond ring gleams under the lights. "Gwen, would you be mine for the rest of eternity?" Tears blur my vision. My heart hammers in my chest. I nod, my voice shaky. "Yes. Yes! I will always be yours."

The crowd erupts into cheers as Dominic slides the ring onto my finger before lifting me into the air, kissing me passionately for everyone to see. Maddie jumps for joy in the crowd. Soon, I will be Dominic’s wife. He touches my cheek, his gaze filled with something raw, something real. "This ring was made especially for you, baby. Carmine searched for the perfect diamond. The moment I saw this one, I knew it was meant to be yours." I glance down at the ring. It's the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. “It’s time to start planning a Castello wedding, princess.”

The End.