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hand and led the way, but not before stopping to speak with the DJ first.
Cassie raised an eyebrow inquisitively, but her man was giving nothing away. Leo just pulled her close and took charge of her willing body. With his hands on her hips, he guided her to the rhythm and the beat, while his kind smile and heated gaze told her she was doing well. Cassie swung her hips, and knew she’d surprised Leo with her new prowess on the dance floor, but couldn’t bring herself to tell him it was thanks to Victor’s cousin who’d taught her how to salsa back in Mexico.
She sighed. Not all the memories were awful, and she genuinely hoped Gabriela and the rest of the Sanchez family were doing okay. It couldn’t have been easy on them losing another member of the family the way they had, and while she’d never once felt the need to mourn Victor herself, she hated having brought them such loss.
A kiss to her temple brought her back to the present, and as the track started to change, being mixed expertly by the DJ, the lights dimmed. Darkness soon enveloped the crowd, and Cassie gasped when Leo grabbed her and pinned her to him. She was blind, but felt safe in his embrace, and almost squealed when his mouth found the sensitive spot just beneath her ear. Leo’s tongue slid the length of her jaw and over her mouth. He then delved inside and claimed her. Cassie melted in his arms and felt her body turn to liquid. She was molten lava ready to be caressed and molded in whatever way he commanded. All thoughts or reminders of anything else left her, and the blissful peace of his hold made her smile.
The beat kicked in again and the lights returned, but Cassie was lost under Leo’s spell. Her powerful man, who had remained masterful in all things, was the only person in the entire club. Leo had become her haven, and she basked in the warmth of his body and the unspoken promises behind his eyes.
“I love you,” she whispered, leaning up onto her tiptoes to give him another kiss.
“You’re everything to me, Cassie. Everything,” he replied, gripping her waist and pulling her closer. “I’d die if I lost you again.”
“Then let’s make sure you don’t.” They kissed and clung to one another while the song burst to life around them. Cassie could hear the lyrics now, and grinned up at him when he finally pulled away.
“I’ll be your Casanova, your Romeo. You’ll be my Juliet, don’t tell me no.” Base throbbed in her chest, along with her heart. “Mr. Smooth,” she teased, but loved his choice of song.
When they’d had enough of the crowded dance floor, the pair slid effortlessly through the crowd back toward the VIP area. Leo’s commanding presence alone seemed to be enough to part the sea of writhing bodies, and Cassie was proud to be on the magnificent man’s arm. Their night out wasn’t anything like when Victor had taken her to his club back in Mexico. She’d been nothing but a trophy he was showing off to his minions that night, and she felt more like a whore than he’d ever treated her before or after. Cassie had worn what he’d instructed and acted as he’d demanded, but still Victor had belittled and humiliated her in front of his men.
She shook off the memory by force, and grinned when they reached their table and found Siobhan and José waiting for them.
“Hey, you made it,” she cried, hugging her new friend before accepting a kiss on the cheek from the man she still found hard to trust. There was something about José that simply didn’t add up. She’d heard him talking in Spanish, and it was the right dialect for the European language rather than the South American variation, but every now and again she was sure she heard it slip. Cassie told herself countless times she must be imagining it. That she was probably distrustful of all strange men—not just those with accents that sent her mind reeling with past trauma. For Siobhan’s sake, she had to force the mistrust away, or at least hide
Cassie raised an eyebrow inquisitively, but her man was giving nothing away. Leo just pulled her close and took charge of her willing body. With his hands on her hips, he guided her to the rhythm and the beat, while his kind smile and heated gaze told her she was doing well. Cassie swung her hips, and knew she’d surprised Leo with her new prowess on the dance floor, but couldn’t bring herself to tell him it was thanks to Victor’s cousin who’d taught her how to salsa back in Mexico.
She sighed. Not all the memories were awful, and she genuinely hoped Gabriela and the rest of the Sanchez family were doing okay. It couldn’t have been easy on them losing another member of the family the way they had, and while she’d never once felt the need to mourn Victor herself, she hated having brought them such loss.
A kiss to her temple brought her back to the present, and as the track started to change, being mixed expertly by the DJ, the lights dimmed. Darkness soon enveloped the crowd, and Cassie gasped when Leo grabbed her and pinned her to him. She was blind, but felt safe in his embrace, and almost squealed when his mouth found the sensitive spot just beneath her ear. Leo’s tongue slid the length of her jaw and over her mouth. He then delved inside and claimed her. Cassie melted in his arms and felt her body turn to liquid. She was molten lava ready to be caressed and molded in whatever way he commanded. All thoughts or reminders of anything else left her, and the blissful peace of his hold made her smile.
The beat kicked in again and the lights returned, but Cassie was lost under Leo’s spell. Her powerful man, who had remained masterful in all things, was the only person in the entire club. Leo had become her haven, and she basked in the warmth of his body and the unspoken promises behind his eyes.
“I love you,” she whispered, leaning up onto her tiptoes to give him another kiss.
“You’re everything to me, Cassie. Everything,” he replied, gripping her waist and pulling her closer. “I’d die if I lost you again.”
“Then let’s make sure you don’t.” They kissed and clung to one another while the song burst to life around them. Cassie could hear the lyrics now, and grinned up at him when he finally pulled away.
“I’ll be your Casanova, your Romeo. You’ll be my Juliet, don’t tell me no.” Base throbbed in her chest, along with her heart. “Mr. Smooth,” she teased, but loved his choice of song.
When they’d had enough of the crowded dance floor, the pair slid effortlessly through the crowd back toward the VIP area. Leo’s commanding presence alone seemed to be enough to part the sea of writhing bodies, and Cassie was proud to be on the magnificent man’s arm. Their night out wasn’t anything like when Victor had taken her to his club back in Mexico. She’d been nothing but a trophy he was showing off to his minions that night, and she felt more like a whore than he’d ever treated her before or after. Cassie had worn what he’d instructed and acted as he’d demanded, but still Victor had belittled and humiliated her in front of his men.
She shook off the memory by force, and grinned when they reached their table and found Siobhan and José waiting for them.
“Hey, you made it,” she cried, hugging her new friend before accepting a kiss on the cheek from the man she still found hard to trust. There was something about José that simply didn’t add up. She’d heard him talking in Spanish, and it was the right dialect for the European language rather than the South American variation, but every now and again she was sure she heard it slip. Cassie told herself countless times she must be imagining it. That she was probably distrustful of all strange men—not just those with accents that sent her mind reeling with past trauma. For Siobhan’s sake, she had to force the mistrust away, or at least hide
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