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Chapter 17: Don't F****** This Up Chapter 17: Don't F***** This Up Riccardo

Angelia is here, in this building right now and the thought made me twitchy as if I couldn't sit still. I had seen the security cameras as soon as she showed up, truth to be told, I had waited in my office staring at the computer for her to arrive. Was that creepy? Maybe but I had to. What if she had changed her mind? I wanted to see it with my own eyes that she did come. The night when I

Her

I showed up at Kingston's night club, I shouldn't have talked to ge get, I shouldn't even have shown myself to her, I should have used the back door as I always did when I visited and kept myself out of her way but the thought of seeing her was overpowering and I couldn't pass that up. Like I had suspected, she was even more beautiful up close. Something about her was so sensual, the v way she talks, the way she moves, goodness, I had a hard time walking away after getting my drink. Her porcelain sink teased the dominant in me, like a blank paper begging to be used and marked. I could see right away that she was the perfect submissive just by observing her. She was timid and gentle, making my protective side fight to get to the surface. mouth was full and too tempting to look at, I wanted to bite it and kiss it and ****k it as well. Although it was her eyes that intrigued me the most, I could tell there were suppressed desires 'swirling inside her brown eyes and because of that, I wanted her to experience every single one of them. After I learned where she works and which university she attends, I didn't know what to do so I decided to wait until I had a way out. She works at Kingston's night club and school at Marshall's college but I haven't said anything to them because I was a selfish b***ard. I didn't want the door of opportunity to slam shut and lock before we could even see if she was a good match for us. It didn't feel great to hide something like this from my best friends but what else could I do? They wanted her as much as I did, often asking for updates on getting her as a member.

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Well, Marshall asked frequently, Kingston just grunted but if I told them, what good would that do? They both would probably back off, being her boss and a professor at her college. ***k that, for once I let a yearning after something more clouded my judgement and for I was okay that.

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she arrived yet?" Marshall closed the door and walked over to where I sat, peering at the security tapes. I had been too distracted to even notice him coming in. Chapter 17: Don't F***k This Up

"Yes, she is talking with Bryce now. Is Kingston coming?" My eyes were struck on the top left of the video on the screen which gave a live recording from the gall outside Bryce's office.

is outside, smoking." He mumbled before going to the bar and poured himself a drink. I shook. my head as he indicated if I wanted one.

"So, she works two jobs and studies? Gosh, that is admirable." He commented, sitting down on the couch and swirling his drink in the glass.

"And f****g unhealthy. If she was ours, she should never have to work again."

I was strangely protective over her, having just met her. I only knew superficial thighs about her at this point, she had loving patents and no siblings. Grew up in Abakaliki and went to a community college about forty minutes from her childhood home and she now lived in a small, unsafe apartment in Ogume. She also shied away from social media, the last picture she had uploaded on her Facebook page was five years ago. That was some of the information I got from my personal investigator. Marshall I made a sound of agreement as he took a sip from his glass. Sure,

we would take care of her if she was ours but she is not, at least not yet. So how did you manage to get her here in the first place?" He asked as he relaxed even more into the couch, getting ready for the wait until she was done with her meeting and then we will make our move.

Nothing too elaborate though, we didn't want to scare her off. I hadn't given them many details except telling them she would be in today.

"I called her." His s brows shot up in surprise.

"You did what? Don't you normally get Bryce to do the dirty work for you?"

"Normally, yes but this isn't a normal situation. Bryce is great at his job but I didn't want to take a

chance, she is here and that is all that matters, right?"

"Yes, that is true. So what is the plan? How can we find out if she is a good fit for us without

scaring her away?"

"We will just take it easy, I figured you would talk to her tonight. She will probably be nervous as hell and could use a friendly face." I hated it, I wanted to be the one to talk to her, still it was him who could calm frightened people with his easy presence and she would surely be somewhat skittish having just joined her first bdsm club. He looked happy at the idea of being the one to talk to her and could unde understand

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why. Just as I was about to say something more, I saw Bryce's office door opened from the security footage and out walked a raven black haired beauty.

Looks like you are up." I said, nodding towards the computer so he knew what I meant.

"And Marshall, don't f****ed me.

If there was someone who could be sweet to a person, it was him and I guess that is why we were still stuck together. I am the mastermind of the group, Marshall is the soft and the sweet talker, he can make any woman he wants fall at his feet just by words alone. And Kingston, he doesn't talk much but he is the most dangerous among the three of us. He is the strength and the power of the group.

Marshall stood up from the couch, walking towards the door but I called his attention before his sight could disappear from my view.

"Good luck." He smiled and shut the door afterwards, leaving with my eyes clued on my computer