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hope she didn’t view my relationship with Noah as a destroy mission.
I glanced at Nathan and Sonja, standing alongside one another. The looks on their faces couldn’t be mistaken. Brandy had told them all about her discovery in the warehouse, and they were on the verge of their own search and destroy mission.
I doubt it mattered if Noah had shown up to the dinner or not. His jury had condemned him long before he had a chance to plead his case.
I WRESTLED WITH THE bagful of containers of food as I pulled down the gate to the freight elevator to transport me to the second floor. Too exhausted to take the stairs, I took the elevator that seemed to jam at least once every week. Exhaling an elongated breath, I leaned up against the wall of the car. The only things that were in my thoughts were to have some semblance of a peaceful dinner with Noah and to turn in early. If work hadn’t succeeded in siphoning most of my energy, being that I was wearing two hats and taking care of my mother’s position while she focused on her campaign, my disastrous dinner with my friends completed the job.
The doors opened to the second level. I lifted the gate and stepped out of the car. I moved inside the area between the living room and kitchen and set the bag containing the takeout containers on the kitchen counter.
There was a low intoning sound. As I walked deeper into the open space, it changed to a guttural and short series of groans. A freestanding wall separated the bed from the rest of the area, but with no doors or walls, it could barely be considered a bedroom.
Three glasses of various shaded drinks in differing capacity levels were set on the dining room table.
The sounds I heard in the bedroom area began to clear. Two men were moaning and grunting. I ambled forward, spying the feet of two men and legs tangled with one another on the bed.
I stepped around the floating wall; the scene in front of me stunned me into silence. Two men—who were unknown to me—were having very rough sex with one another. Noah was seated in the club chair in the corner of the area, watching them with intrigue and an expression that couldn’t quite be labeled as a genial—it was much too sinister.
I immediately turned on my heels and headed for the elevator.
“Hey.” Noah’s heavy steps marched across the stained concrete floor, nearing me at a hurried pace. “Where do you think you’re off to?”
Without providing him with an answer, I continued to make strides to leave.
He grabbed my hips, spun me, and pushed me hard against the gate to the elevator. “You’re not leaving, princess. When they are done, I’m going to fuck you on the bed and our guests are going to watch.”
In awe, and unable to formulate the right words to say, I stared at him for a while. “Who are they?” I asked, my voice broken and dry.
“Who they are really is no concern of yours.” He pulled my hand, tugging me back toward the bedroom.
I snapped back hard, forcing him to lose his grip on my hand. “I’m trying to be patient and understanding over whatever you’re going through. Maybe it’s an adjustment period—I don’t know. I’m always trying to be what you need me to be and be there for you. I only asked you for one thing—to meet my friends and show them how wrong they are about you. You didn’t bother to come because of this?” I pointed to the action still in progress on our bed.
“I never agreed to go.” Reaching forward, he slipped his massive palms on either side of my neck. “Besides, princess, you know me, and you know better than to think I’d sit around and play tea party with your friends. I don’t give a shit what they think about me, and I’ll never act and try to pretend like I actually care. They don’t matter to me, and they don’t matter to you anymore.” He pushed forward, showing me how aroused he was as his hands slipped down my shoulders to my behind. He bunched up the material of my dress,
I glanced at Nathan and Sonja, standing alongside one another. The looks on their faces couldn’t be mistaken. Brandy had told them all about her discovery in the warehouse, and they were on the verge of their own search and destroy mission.
I doubt it mattered if Noah had shown up to the dinner or not. His jury had condemned him long before he had a chance to plead his case.
I WRESTLED WITH THE bagful of containers of food as I pulled down the gate to the freight elevator to transport me to the second floor. Too exhausted to take the stairs, I took the elevator that seemed to jam at least once every week. Exhaling an elongated breath, I leaned up against the wall of the car. The only things that were in my thoughts were to have some semblance of a peaceful dinner with Noah and to turn in early. If work hadn’t succeeded in siphoning most of my energy, being that I was wearing two hats and taking care of my mother’s position while she focused on her campaign, my disastrous dinner with my friends completed the job.
The doors opened to the second level. I lifted the gate and stepped out of the car. I moved inside the area between the living room and kitchen and set the bag containing the takeout containers on the kitchen counter.
There was a low intoning sound. As I walked deeper into the open space, it changed to a guttural and short series of groans. A freestanding wall separated the bed from the rest of the area, but with no doors or walls, it could barely be considered a bedroom.
Three glasses of various shaded drinks in differing capacity levels were set on the dining room table.
The sounds I heard in the bedroom area began to clear. Two men were moaning and grunting. I ambled forward, spying the feet of two men and legs tangled with one another on the bed.
I stepped around the floating wall; the scene in front of me stunned me into silence. Two men—who were unknown to me—were having very rough sex with one another. Noah was seated in the club chair in the corner of the area, watching them with intrigue and an expression that couldn’t quite be labeled as a genial—it was much too sinister.
I immediately turned on my heels and headed for the elevator.
“Hey.” Noah’s heavy steps marched across the stained concrete floor, nearing me at a hurried pace. “Where do you think you’re off to?”
Without providing him with an answer, I continued to make strides to leave.
He grabbed my hips, spun me, and pushed me hard against the gate to the elevator. “You’re not leaving, princess. When they are done, I’m going to fuck you on the bed and our guests are going to watch.”
In awe, and unable to formulate the right words to say, I stared at him for a while. “Who are they?” I asked, my voice broken and dry.
“Who they are really is no concern of yours.” He pulled my hand, tugging me back toward the bedroom.
I snapped back hard, forcing him to lose his grip on my hand. “I’m trying to be patient and understanding over whatever you’re going through. Maybe it’s an adjustment period—I don’t know. I’m always trying to be what you need me to be and be there for you. I only asked you for one thing—to meet my friends and show them how wrong they are about you. You didn’t bother to come because of this?” I pointed to the action still in progress on our bed.
“I never agreed to go.” Reaching forward, he slipped his massive palms on either side of my neck. “Besides, princess, you know me, and you know better than to think I’d sit around and play tea party with your friends. I don’t give a shit what they think about me, and I’ll never act and try to pretend like I actually care. They don’t matter to me, and they don’t matter to you anymore.” He pushed forward, showing me how aroused he was as his hands slipped down my shoulders to my behind. He bunched up the material of my dress,
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