Their Sweet Desire (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 3)

She fell to the floor from the blow and stared at him in shock. But it was too late to go back. He was desperate to keep her and seal the deal between them. Hi

s father and uncle wanted her storefront. They wanted him to marry her and trick her into letting him own more of it for security and safety. She told him to go fuck himself and swung at him. He retaliated and hit her again, then threatened to kill her.

As he calmed her down, as he told her that he loved her and was sorry, she shook in his arms. He wouldn’t leave, and he knew when they made love that night that the emotions weren’t reciprocated. She did it to get him to leave her alone. He would never make love to her again.

“Hey, did you hear me? What the fuck are you doing to resolve this situation?” Butch asked.

“Yeah, if you can’t handle this, then maybe we need to do this our way. We can start threatening her. Maybe have some guys waiting for her after hours or something. There’s ways to scare that bitch into defeat. If need be, we can lay it on good, but you need to be her husband. You need your name as a partner so when she dies, you get the entire place,” Marty suggested.

“No. Just give me some time. I saw her tonight. She’ll come around. She’ll need me. There’s no one else she can go to.”

“What about her uncle?” Butch asked.

“Her uncle is a dried-up nobody,” Marty stated with a thick Brooklyn accent.

“He’s a somebody, he’s just not exposing himself publicly. He doesn’t want anyone to know what he’s involved in,” Butch added.

“He’s not a threat to us. That’s why we can go after his niece. This deal is not blown. Not by a long shot. She wants to play tough? Let’s see if she can handle our kind of intimidation,” Butch said then pulled out his cell phone.

Vince watched then looked at his father.

“You love her, don’t you?” he asked.

“If any other guy touches her, I’ll fucking kill him,” Vince said then downed the second glass of bourbon.

“Then we’ll make sure you get what you want. She’ll be yours, even if it means taking her out of there for a while and setting her straight,” Butch said then winked.

Vince could hear his uncle talking in the background. He was setting something up. Antoinette would call Vince for help. She would give up, because she was a woman, and women were weak.

* * * *

“What are you so engrossed in right now that you are slacking in your responsibilities?” Toni teased as Tina scanned through pages in the book she was reading.

“Hold your horses, woman. I’m getting to the juicy part.”

“The juicy part of what?” Toni asked.

“The part where the woman gets made love to by more than one guy,” Farah stated, and Toni gasped. “Get out. No way.” Toni leaned over to try and peek past Tina’s shoulder to the pages of the book.

“Get this part,” Tina said then began to read part of the story aloud.

“Blade’s hands were gentle as he maneuvered between her creamy thighs. The way her face tilted up, her lips parted as she closed her eyes and relished in his touch, inspired him to see and feel more of her. Blade glanced at his brother, who joined in beside him, and cupped her breast then tweaked her nipple.

“‘Oh,’ she stated aloud, but widened her thighs, wanting to feel more of their touch. He adored her and the swell of her breasts, the softness of her skin, and her eager response to their touch. They would make love to her together. They would bind their hearts, their souls forever.”

A series of sighs went off around Toni and them. She felt her own cheeks blush and her heart rate increase. Could she ever be loved like that? Did men like this, so gentle, so appealing, even exist?

“Now that was hot. Read more,” Farah demanded.

“Please don’t,” Charlie stated from the counter as he stood there with his hands on his hips. “The orders are piling up. Save that pornography for later,” he stated, sounding annoyed.

“Huh! Pornography my ass. You know that you enjoy this stuff. I have friends in ménage relationships and they are very happy,” Tina stated.

“Sure they are. They’re getting some all the time. How can a woman keep up with that, or a man? There would always be competition,” he replied.

“No. In a true ménage relationship, the woman and the men share equally. There isn’t any room or tolerance for jealousy. They cater to their woman, and her every whim and need.” Tina winked at him and caressed her hands down her sides.

“Whatever. Just get back to work,” Charlie said, but his eyes remained on Tina’s body. She blew him a kiss then walked over toward him and tapped his ass.