“Um, Roman had to go it seems.”
“Never mind him, Ms. Carmichael. You have all of us for the evening.”
Lucian flashed her a Cheshire grin.
Over his shoulder, she caught a woman with short black hair and olive skin slipping out the back way. Why was Maya leaving the club? The distinct edge of worry tugged a frown from her. Not that her friend left with no care of her responsibilities to her job, but more so who she left with.
Fucking Bjorn. AKA one of the club’s many assholes who liked to get handsy. And Indigo’s boyfriend. Had he been the one who left her friend with those nasty marks on Maya’s thighs? She wouldn’t put it past the bastard. Since meeting Bjorn, the guy caused her insides to churn. Handsome as a snake is venomous.
Rhia took a settling breath.
Maya was a big girl and could take care of herself. Right now, Rhia stood in the middle of her own viper pit. Though these snakes did a good job of masking their true natures.
Sevastyan opened a hidden panel in the wall and poured a drink. When he offered, she held her hand up. “I shouldn’t, thank you. Not while working.” In her current condition, she feared if she started, one wouldn’t be enough.
Lucian and Matteo moved around her as the lights dimmed and led her to the edge of the balcony. Sudden alarm hit her. She watched as Sevastyan placed his drink on the wide stone railing.
She shouldn’t be here, didn’t want to acknowledge the feelings inside her in the least bit, yet they raged and ranted to be heard.
Then her Russian boss touched her.
“Look, kroshka.” Though not forceful or disrespectful, there was a command in his voice for her attention. Compelled to obey, she followed Sevastyan’s gaze to find Samuel—his gorgeous body on full display—stood on the stage, this time alone with a beautiful raven-haired woman. Breath wheezed from her lungs.
“Tell me, what do you see?”
What did she see? Not a single detail made it past the fact Sevastyan stood behind her, his hand on her lower back. Lucian took the space to her right and Matteo on her left. They had her surrounded.
Sevastyan’s body heat mixed with all of theirs to create a storm of lust so deep she could feel it tugging on a lustful need within her. So hidden in fact, she’d never felt her body come so alive. If their nearness to her brought on that kind of reaction, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have the length of her body molded over theirs. Skin on skin. Taking them into her like she’d witnessed so many times among the members.
And what it would do to her.
Destroy her, she knew it. It would utterly destroy her; that much she knew.