ROMANCING THE MOB BOSS

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Authors: Mallory Monroe
wouldn’t leave Jersey
    early, canceling the remaining meetings, for just
    anybody. This woman had him jacked up, had
    him constantly thinking about her, even to the
    point of turning down al kinds of offers from
    females he almost never used to turn down. But
    their sex couldn’t touch hers, and their
    personalities couldn’t compare to hers. She
    had the inside track at this point in the game,
    big time advantages over any other, and he
    knew he had to cue her in eventual y on just what
    she was getting herself into.
    And he thought he had a plan. Thought
    he’d get her alone and just lay it out, tel her al
    there was to know about him and his life.
    Especial y now that she soon would be working
    right under his nose, on his turf. He was going
    to lay it al on the line. That was the plan,
    anyway.
    But as soon as they entered her
    apartment, and the door shut, and he pul ed her
    into his arms, al plans were off. He kissed her,
    his lips slowly circled hers, remembering how
    she tasted and wanting to taste her even more.
    And soon they were tongue to tongue, teeth to
    teeth, kissing as if it were going out of style if
    they weren’t careful. And it was on from there.
    They ended up naked in bed as quickly as their
    feet could carry them, and he was al over her,
    kissing her, fondling her, entering her, before
    either one of them could get a word in
    edgewise.
    Trina closed her eyes as he entered her,
    as she could feel the sheer power of his
    manhood poke and prod and slide around deep
    within her. And when his gyrations began to
    quicken, she held onto him as if she were
    upside down on a monkey bar. He pounded,
    and she held on, al the way until they both were
    lifting up in elation, and then crashing down in
    satiation.
    They laid there, both drained, and
    eventual y fel asleep in each other’s arms. They
    would have stayed that way probably til
    morning, as they were both bone tired, but Reno
    eventual y woke up.
    He stayed in bed, however, staring at
    Trina. He was fal ing for her, for her laughter
    and her uniqueness, for her beauty and the fact
    that she didn’t realize just how beautiful she
    real y was, for the unyielding sense that this
    woman was the catch of the century. And the
    idea of losing that, of losing her when he barely
    had her to begin with, terrified him. He couldn’t
    tel her, not yet. He had to secure her first. He
    had to make sure that she was his, and that she
    wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

SIX
    Over the next week, Trina and Reno were
    inseparable. He was spending al of his free
    time with her, and she was spending al of her
    free time with him. They were, in fact, growing
    closer every day. And Trina, to her own
    surprise, was enjoying every moment of their
    time together.
    But one night at work, she thought she
    saw a ghost. She was heading to the kitchen,
    and she saw something in her peripheral
    vision. When she walked back into the kitchen
    to wait for Louie to plate the food, and then
    returned to the dining hal with her tray, she
    looked again. And to her shock, to her
    amazement, Scotty Labaray, the ex-boyfriend
    she once fled, was seated at a table in
    Boyzie’s. She almost dropped her tray.
    He was at table eleven, looking
    gorgeous in his expensive suit, a pair of
    prescription glasses on his tanned, handsome
    face. She would have ignored him, would have
    pretended like she didn’t see him after serving
    the food to table five, but he was staring at her
    the entire time; staring with those magnetic soft
    blue eyes that made her fal for him in the first
    place, one of the biggest mistakes of her life.
    She walked over to his table.
    “Hey,” he said, with a smile on his face.
    “Hey yourself,” Trina replied.
    “You are not an easy girl to track, you
    know that?” he said. “I went al over Reno
    looking for you.”
    This concerned Trina. She
    remembered how control ing he used to be, how
    violent. “And why exactly were you looking for
    me?”
    He smiled again.

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