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13. A dead man
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Jordan Miller~•~I kind of blamed Alessandro for what happened back at the club.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been living in his mansion and I wouldn't have had to go to the club.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had to go to the club and I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone and I wouldn't have had a man corner me in the ladies' room. If I didn't have a man corner me in the ladies' room, the fate of his life wouldn't have been in my hands. And Alessandro wouldn't have killed him.Alessandro didn't make his death easy either. Right in front of me, as soon as I'd made my decision, he fired a shot at his leg.I still remember the gut-wrenching scream that left his lips. Of course, Alessandro wasn't fazed as he fired another shot at his other leg. Then, he gave him the option to run. It wasn't actually an option, it was an order.The man tried to stand up, but with both of his legs recently shot, he
Dirty Sexy Saint 15. My dick in her mouth?
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I knew I said I wouldn't get involved with her.But she just made me so fucking mad that I couldn't help myself.For the first few seconds, she didn't kiss me back. But when my hand tightened around her head, she finally did. She sucked on my bottom lip, probably drawing out blood from the cut, and moaned at the taste. The sound had all my blood rushing down south. She was a fucking little minx sometimes.I hated that she wasn't taking care of herself. I didn't know if it was intentional or because she wanted to avoid me, but when Maya reported to me that Jordan hadn't been having breakfast or dinner, I almost lost my shit.She was eating so little while I was making Luigi work her so hard. She didn't know it, but I had plans for her. I was going to use her manipulative skills to my advantage and she was going to benefit monetarily from it. I just needed to know I could trust her first.Effortlessly, I picked her up and placed her on the aisle, never breaking
Dirty Sexy Saint 16. Escape plan
Jordan Miller~•~"You're quite cozy with the boss."I froze mid-action. "What do you mean?"Maya giggled. "You know what I mean." She said suggestively.I shrugged as I continued chopping the vegetables. "I don't know what you're talking about."It was a bold face lie since she'd seen us practically mauling each other's mouths the other day, but she didn't argue. She just smiled mischievously. "Whatever you say, Jordan. He's quite taken with you though."For the past few days, I'd tried not to think about what had happened between me and Alessandro. I didn't know how I'd gone from being mad at him to getting on my knees and waiting for him to give me orders.I was embarrassed, not because I'd almost given him a blow—I actually wanted to finish that as promised—but because Pat had walked in on us.I was also annoyed because of the interruption. Pat had taken him away and I didn't know what they discussed that made him leave for Italy. When he'd told me he'd be leaving, I obviously wa
Dirty Sexy Saint 17. Pest-like woman
Alessandro Maurizio~•~"È un piacere fare affari con te, Maurizio." (It's a pleasure doing business with you.)"Allo stesso modo, Romano." (Likewise.)I shook hands with him and passed our copy Patrizio the signed document.It was merely a contract, stating we were allies and if any one of us broke the contract, the other had the right to kill one and take over his mafia.It wasn't such a big deal because he was actually a friend. Well, his father and mine were friends so we were forced to associate with one another. We had a common enemy that we were going to bring down together."Ora colpiamo il club." Romano proposed, reading my mind. (Let's hit the club.)I smirked at him. What better way to celebrate our legal binding than joining the party?Together, we left the meeting room and he led us to the VIP area.I wasn't surprised to see it almost empty. There were only a few people around and all of them were his men. Soon, a half-naked waitress came to take our orders. I smiled inwar
Dirty Sexy Saint 18. Using the professor
Jordan Miller~•~I didn't think going back to school would be this hard. I stood in front of Professor Mark's class, not knowing how to make my entrance. It didn't help that I was late and he'd already started teaching. If I went in now, all eyes would be on me. But I also couldn't leave without attending any classes. I didn't take the bus to school for nothing.Mind made, I took my first step in. The class halted. Professor Mark turned around to see who'd distracted his class, his eyes almost falling out when he saw it was me. I sent him a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I'm late."I scanned the class, seeing my friends in their normal seats, except this time, there was no space for me. They all wore the same expression on their faces. Disbelief. And I knew I had a lot of explaining to do. I just needed to come up with a good-ass lie.Not wasting any more time idling at the front, I made my way to the back and took a seat th
Dirty Sexy Saint 19. Hurting Blake
Jordan Miller~•~"You what?" Cathy exclaimed, being the dramatic person she has always been. Alessandro should've asked her why she wasn't into acting, not me.I laughed. "Don't make me repeat it.""You legit sucked his dick?"I rolled my eyes. She'd been repeating it because she refused to believe that I could actually do it. At this point, I was sure that her roommate who was in her room would've heard it too. "I'm serious. I need to pass this course somehow, don't I?""And what about the other ones?""I do better in those either way.""Wow." Catherine was still in awe. "I've always thought you were the prude between the two of us.""Hey!" I yelled, offended."I never expected that you of all people would do something so risky and scandalous." I shrugged. What did she expect from me? To be a goody two shoes? Most importantly, what image of me had I shown her?We were on the couch in the front room of her apartment, watching TV. Except we were doing more talking than rewatching one
Dirty Sexy Saint 20. Meeting with the professor
Jordan Miller~•~It was finally Halloween. It was a Friday. It was almost three and it was the day Professor Mark told me I'd have to retake my test.I didn't have any plans on actually writing the test. I couldn't be bothered to study when I still had to search for a job.I'd gotten a new sim card and the first message I received was from the people my dad owed. It simply read, 'Welcome home, Jordan. We've been waiting a while now.'Were they keeping tabs on me? How did they get my new number? Hell, was it that easy to get my contact?It was weird walking through the hallways when the school was empty, but it was Halloween and everyone was either getting ready to party or already partying.My heels clicked softly on the floor as I made my way up the stairs to the floor Professor Mark's office was. When I reached, I didn't bother knocking and barged in instead. I had a bad habit of that.His eyes snapped up to me and he paused when he saw it was me. His eyes raked across my body, but
Dirty Sexy Saint 21. Back for her
Jordan Miller~•~"Happy birthday, Jordan!" I opened my eyes immediately, blinking harshly to get used to the white blinding light, plus the bright sunlight streaming into the room from the binds that had been drawn up. Fuck Catherine."What the fuck? Why is the light so bright? Am I dying?"Cathy laughed, a little too excited for her own good. It wasn't even her birthday. "I said happy birthday, you dummy.""Yeah, yeah, whatever. Leave me alone." I tried pulling the covers over my face, but she didn't let me. I sighed. I was beginning to hate staying over at her place. It was getting annoying, having her wake up bright and early in the morning to pester the hell out of me. I didn't know how someone could be so hyper in the morning. Hell, I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse."Jordan!" She scolded. "I spent all night making a birthday cake for you and you can't even acknowledge my wishes?" I opened my eyes slowly at the word, cake, hoping she wasn't messing around. She laugh
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