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Except when I looked down at Arion Vokshi’s body, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t over yet.

67

LEONA

The rest of the night was long.

Willow and her crew, along with Penny, Ximena, Ludmila, and Claire, triaged the survivors and took them under their care. My guys made sure the club burned to the ground. Fallon and her men took charge of dealing with the buyers we’d captured. Finn, Conor, and Ronan interrogated each, building entire dossiers about who they were and what work they did. We ultimately decided not to kill them all for fear of drawing too much attention to us—we could only get away with so much death in one night—but they made sure each person knew we were watching them, and if they stepped out of line again, we’d end them.

That part left me feeling a little sick. I wanted to kill them. I wanted to wipe them all off the face of the planet, teach them a lesson for doing what they did, but even Wynn ultimately agreed it was better this way. For now. But Wynn would keep on top of them and revisit as an angel of death if anything else happened. Ciel was still trying to take down the website where the victims were bought and sold, and once he did, I knew I’d sleep easier.

The rest of our coordinated attacks with the Irish, Max’s men, and the Russians went off without a hitch.

The Albanians were completely and totally destroyed.

Weeks ago, I had expected that news to come with the relief I had desperately been searching for. I didn’t need it anymore. Ididfeel relieved, and tears pricked at my eyes knowing that we’d undone the problem my father had created. But the damage wasn’t reversed. Lots of healing still lay ahead. For once, that didn’t utterly terrify me.

Our family could share our pain. In that, it was so much easier to face the future.

The only question mark remaining was Max and Arion Vokshi.

When we made it back to the penthouse at sunrise, my thoughts were consumed by worry about the Camorra. I just had to trust that Max knew what he was doing.

The six of us showered and changed before falling asleep on the big bed. I slept with no dreams at all.

When I woke up,two things were immediately clear. First, the sun streamed in through the living room windows, marking it as late afternoon. Second, Wynn’s head was between my legs, and his mouth was clamped on my pussy.

“Oh, my God,” I gasped, hands clutching the bedsheets.

“Good afternoon,” Cas said from beside me. I looked around the bed and flushed with heat. All my men were here. All my men were watching.

“This is—” I breathed, head thrown back while Wynn nipped my clit. “Wha—good—hello.”

Ryu chuckled from his spot down by my legs. He already had his cock out and was stroking it up and down, his sweatpants shucked down on his hips.

Ciel laid beside Wynn, running his hands softly through Wynn’s platinum hair. “I told them to let you sleep. I got outvoted.”

Obi watched from his lounge chair by the fireplace. “You’re not the only one who needs to learn patience, it seems.”

I groaned when Wynn’s tongue circled my clit, then plunged inside me.

“Best way to wake up,” I groaned.

Cas tipped my chin up and kissed me, teasing my mouth open with his tongue. “We’re so proud of you. You handled everything so well last night. So let us spoil you, all right, princess? We couldn’t wait.”

I nodded, physically incapable of arguing. Though why would I want to? All of them watching, Wynn’s tongue, Cas’s words, Ryu and his stroking—everything about this situation had me coiled tighter than a spring. When Wynn pushed two fingers inside me and sucked hard on my clit, I came with a cry. My thighs shook and my head tossed back, while Cas swallowed my moans with his kisses.

Wynn sat back on his knees and licked his lips. “Just getting started, darling.”

“Ryu,” Cas said with a grin. “I heard a rumor you have rope.”

My eyes went wide while Ryuji chuckled. “Oh, my rope, huh? What do you think,hanii? Want to get tied up again?”

My mouth watered while I nodded. He had tied me up a few times, but not since after the kidnapping. Truth be told, I was worried I wouldn’t want it. But now that I was here, and now that I’d seen what giving up control could do for me, Icravedit.

He leaned over the side of the bed and picked up a length of red rope with a grin. “Good thing I came prepared.”

“I’ve been dying to see this,” Ciel murmured, leaning back on the bed.