Dante was beaming at me like I’d just won some kind of prize.

I turned back to the other girls and smiled.

“Any other questions?” I asked.

“No,” the redhead said and looked at the other girls. “On behalf of everyone, I just want to say that watching you slap Janice like that was, like, the highlight of my life.”

“Seriously, that girl was so fucked up,” a dark-skinned girl with straight black hair said. “I hated her so much.”

“That was, like, the best thing ever,” a little brunette said. She was skinny, all knees and elbows, with tattoos on her skin.

Even the older woman nodded. She was a little heavier, with lots of makeup, but she smiled. “Welcome to the family, Aida.”

I grinned at them and nodded. “Good. You can all go home. Day after tomorrow, I want all employees to show up. We’ll clean this place up together and start over. But take tomorrow off.”

I turned back to Dante as the girls got up. The redhead touched my arm and smiled and they all walked past, chatting with each other, smiling and laughing.

“That was impressive,” Dante said. “Your first move as a club owner.”

“Just getting rid of the problems,” I said.

He chuckled, low and deep, and kissed me. “You never cease to amaze,” he said.

I hugged him tight and felt his body against mine.

I was different now and I knew it. I had gone from the quiet, shy, pathetic girl that had a fucked-up father and never once believed she deserved anything good in life… to something stronger.

All thanks to Dante. I had a new life, a new world. And I wasn’t going to let anyone walk all over me ever again.

“Come on,” Dante said. “Let’s go check on all the others. I’ll get Ryan to bring you back here tomorrow, and I’ll send a couple guys to help out and act as muscle. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds perfect.” I leaned up against his arm and hugged it tight. I kissed his shoulder and smiled, big and broad.

I felt like the world was finally beginning to make sense.30DanteI spent the rest of that night in Eastwick with my guys, kicking down doors and clearing out Russians. There wasn’t much resistance, and by the next morning, half of the neighborhood was in our control.

I went home, exhausted and running on fumes. Aida got me upstairs and into bed, and although all I wanted to do was lick her delicious little pussy and feel her lips around my cock, I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep that lasted more or less all day.

I woke up around five with Aida curled up next to me. I got up and grabbed my phone. I sent some texts and made some calls. As I got out of the shower, Steven called me, and I took it out in the hall. Aida was still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake her up.

“Eastwick is ours,” Steven said.

“Anyone hurt? Anyone dead?”

“Nobody.” He sounded pleased. “Easiest fucking war ever.”

“We did all the hard work already. Lost enough people.” I let out a breath and relief rushed over me. “Wish I’d been there.”

“You didn’t need to be. Nobody knows you were sleeping. You needed the rest.”

“Yeah,” I said. “But we’ve got one more thing to deal with.”

“Already setting it up. I looked into the apartment Gerardo told us about and it’s owned by some guy named Jake Jacobson, but I think that’s just a fake name.”

“Sounds promising,” I said, a spike of excitement running through me.

Steven laughed. “So we’re going to hit it tonight and see what turns up. If there’s no Vlas, we’ll just move on to the next tip. Hopefully, the Jalisco won’t take offense to you breaking Gerardo’s nose.”

“He’s not dumb,” I said. “He’ll let it go. I suspect Vlas will turn up, and if he’s there, we’ll pay the man what we owe him. Fifty grand, straight up.”

Steven whistled. “You’re so generous, boss.”

I laughed. “Fuck off. Anything else to report?”

“Nothing,” he said. “Just that I heard about your little gift to Aida.”

“Yeah? The guys talking about that?” I grinned to myself.

“Biagio’s been telling the story like she punched some girl in the face then fired her. Is that shit true?”

“Sort of,” I said. “She slapped her and fired her.”

“Wow,” Steven said and let out a laugh. “That girl’s fully mobbed up now, isn’t she?”

“Damn right she is.” I heard a noise and turned. Aida was lingering in the doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of panties, her hair a mess, a little smile on her lips. “I gotta go.”

“I’ll pick you up in an hour,” Steven said.

I hung up the phone, dropped it on the floor, and walked to my woman. I didn’t say a word as I kissed her, palmed her ass, licked her breasts, then dragged her back to my bed without a word.

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