She nearly chokes as I slip two fingers inside. She is watching me from the corner of her eye but my face remains calm as I partake in the budding conversation.
“Payment arrived today. Flynn will wire your cut over the next several weeks.” He cuts their funds up and disperses the money over time through our dummy corporations for contracted labor. My strip club covers many of the payments. I pay the guys performance fees for ladies night. Though I seriously doubt any one of them can dance.
“Where’s Rain tonight,” Cyrus asks with a wide grin.
“Issue with some of the girls. Random piss testing. A few came up dirty,” I divulge as I continue to slide my fingers in and out of Isa’s juicy, tight cunt. Better, Rain isn’t here tonight to pry into my relationship with Isa. She doesn’t understand why I want her...why I need her.
She doesn’t know that when I was a child Isabella was my friend, one of my only true friends.
Isabella wasn’t but four to my seven when we first met but I knew I loved her the moment I laid eyes on her. Our friendship grew stronger the more time we spent together. She was the only light during all the treatments I underwent and all the abuse I suffered at the hands of my father. I thought I was going to die without ever walking again and Isa was there, telling me how I reminded her of her favorite character, The Pumpkin King, with my pale skin and dark circles under my eyes.
She had told me one day she was going to marry him.
She doesn’t remember but she will.
She is mine and I am hers. I can’t deny her my heart when she has held it all these years.
My fingers still as she clenches around me so close to an orgasm. Fuck, my cock is straining against the seam of my jeans, begging for release. I’m ready to clear the room, throw Isa down on the table, and claim that pussy of hers, and mark her with my cum like a fucking animal.
The buzzing of Isa’s newly repaired cell phone by Cyrus in my pocket interrupts my thoughts. I pinch her thigh and slide her phone from my pocket, with everyone oblivious that she has been riding my hand this whole time under the curtain provided by the tablecloth.
Glancing at the screen, the name Gabriele flashes across the screen.
“Accept his call princess and then tell him you are taken and to never call your phone again if he wants to continue to walk with two legs,” I order her sternly.
Isa takes the phone with flushed cheeks and excuses herself from the room as she takes the call. Jealousy eats at me knowing he is talking to her right now. If she knows what is good for them both she will do as I told her. Cyrus not only fixed her screen but also installed a ghost application that will allow me to monitor all of her calls and text messages without her knowing.
I respect Isa’s privacy to a point, but if he tries to contact her again, I’ll know about it. It is for her safety as well. Naming Isa as my pet to Goldoni makes her a target, but it also keeps me from being pressured to join our families. After Giovanni insured my inheritance, his brother Goldoni started pressuring me to marry his daughter.
I don’t need his money. My men earn plenty. He thinks if I marry his daughter it gives him my money and access to my inheritance to fund his human trafficking. Not happening.
The guys begin to disperse to the game room so I take the opportunity to check in with Rain and find out how the rest of the testing is going. I won’t fire a dancer for smoking a little weed, but I won’t ever tolerate anything heavier being found in their systems.
Tris: How many?
Rain: 4 of the best
Tris: I’ll come in tomorrow, pull some applications and put out the word.
Rain: Will your girl like you watching titties and ass?
Tris: It’s just business.
Tris: I’ll bring her with me and she can help me pick.
I joke. Isa strikes me as the jealous type. Her Hispanic blood runs hot. She always had a flare for being dramatic as a young girl.
Rain: Yeah, okay whatever you say.
Rain: her sister tells me she already has a man. Wonder how he will feel when realizes you are trying to steal her away?
Fucking Rain.
Tris: Fuck off
Isa hasn’t returned from her call but I need to get with Cyrus about the next collection from our smaller sales.
After I give the men their orders and send them off, I go searching for my princess to find her finger fucking my tasty treasure.