All it took was to watch her retreat back into that shy, vulnerable girl I met months ago for me to see just how easy it was for her to pretend. No one was that good. No one was that manipulative—especially if it was the first time. She was playing him, and it was enough for me to realize she had played me too.

The moment I saw Viktor, I was going to kill him, but I held back. I told my men and Alessandro to tell his men to wait. I needed to watch Reyna in the act. I seen it from the moment she walked in. The smile she gave, the stuttering mess she became, and the way she would cower in fear after every glance and touch without ever being frightened at all. It was the same things she used to do to me.

I had watched her spit the alcohol into the plant. I watched her pretend to be drunk, and I watched her practically get carried away to the restroom.

I waited until the guard was gone before I slipped into the lady's restroom. There she was.

I didn't give a fuck that she acted like some weak little girl. A part of me could never believe that someone so smart easily allowed herself to get entangled with a man like me.

Every time I thought about what I felt most for her—it was always the time when she put her foot down. It was always the way her mind worked to always be one step ahead.

Fuck the pretending. Fuck this bullshit. And fuck Viktor for putting her in such a slutty dress. Now, I was the one who had it up her hips.

Softly placing her on the ground, I hooked my fingers on the waistband of her panties, ready to tug them down.

"Does your plan give us to have a few minutes?" I asked.

She nodded her head earnestly. "I'm surprised you still trust me," she said breathlessly. I pushed her panties down her thighs until they hit the floor. I briefly massaged her clit before shifting over to her lips where her juices coated my middle finger.

"There's no faking this, Angel," I whispered.

She gripped my arm as her eyes shut in pure ecstasy. Again, she was nodding her head earnestly.

I pushed my finger inside of her and curled it. Just as she moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

It was true. There was no faking her orgasms, her screams, her emotions, and her energy. She was every bit of the woman I wanted even if she pretended not to be

I could feel the moistness of her vaginal walls as I pulled my finger out only to push back in, accompanied by a second finger. Her back arched as I began to thrust in and out of her.

"Please," she begged.

"Please, what, Angel?" I questioned, knowing exactly what she wanted.

She reached down and began to undo my pants. I removed my hand from her pussy and helped her take off my pants. My cock was poking through my underwear as precum made its appearance on the outside of the fabric.

Reyna grabbed hold of my dick and began to stroke it outside of my underwear, feeling the girth and hardness of it. A smirk came across my face once she reached for the waistband on my briefs and slowly pushed it down until my cock sprang out of its constraints.

"Please fuck me," she said.

I didn't need to be told twice. I flipped her over so she had to hold onto the stall wall and pushed inside of her all in one go. A loud moan almost ripped out of her just as I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle any noise.

She squeezed around me as I pulled back only to thrust back in. The squelch of her pussy echoed through the restroom. We didn't have much time, so I focused on her clit. I brought my hand down to her little bud and began to massage it just as I pummeled in and out of her.

Her breath was hitting my hand and her moans were filling the silence. It was the only thing I could hear other than my balls slapping her pussy with each thrust.

Leaning down, I kissed her shoulder before wandering over to her neck where I sucked against her skin. The action caused my rhythm to falter, but once I pulled away from her, I was able to pick it back up.

"Fuck it," I muttered.

I removed my hand from her mouth, and instead, placed it around her neck where I pulled her against me. Her ass was smacking against me harder and harder, jiggling at each impact. The need to empty myself came nearer and nearer.

"I will cum inside of you just so you never forget that you're mine." I growled, rubbing her clit even faster.

She moaned, nodding her head.

"You want that, don't you?" I asked. "Tell me how badly you want it."

"Please. Please cum inside me," she begged.

It was all I needed. Once she began to convulse around me, I came. I pulled her right up against me and emptied out right inside of her pussy. Each spurt mixed with her own liquids.

When I slipped my cock out, the combination of our juices coated it finely.

She made an effort to grab her panties, but I snatched them up and slid them into my pocket.

"Really, Santino?" she whispered, rolling her eyes.

I grabbed some of the toilet paper and wiped off my dick before placing my briefs back on and sliding my pants over my hips. Throwing the toilet paper into the toilet, I turned to Reyna with a boyish grin.

"You really want me to spread my legs and show everyone my goodies?" she questioned, raising a brow.

"Spread your legs and show everyone my cum leaking out of you? Sounds good to me," I said.

"You are unbelievable," she whispered, grabbing toilet paper and wiping it between her legs just before pushing her dress back down.

"I need to get back out there to Viktor, but here's the plan..." she began. "Viktor promised me that if I prove my loyalty to him tonight, he'll let my mother go. However, he hates her for reasons I'll explain later, so I doubt that'll actually happen."

I listened to her, trying to keep myself from getting another boner. She sounded so articulate, and it was music to my ears. A fucking turn on, she was.

"I would say to shoot up the place, kill Viktor, and we could just head over to the brothel, save the girls, and get my mother, but the problem is... I don't know where the brothel is exactly. It's in a excluded area with lots of trees for miles. So, instead, we need to keep Viktor alive until we can get back to the brothel. Tomorrow morning is when you will get to come in and kill him. I carved one of the guard's IP addresses into the bathroom stall. I need you to copy that number down and track it. It's really easy..." she explained.

I listened to her go on and on about the steps of how to track an IP address. She gave me specific directions to wait until eleven in the morning to show up and prepare for war. I even had to listen to her babble about not killing any of the girls because it was her mission to make sure they make it back home to their families.

"Little Red, I won't kill them. Alessandro and I are only after Viktor and the fuckers that work for him," I said. "Maybe even Lucille, too."

"Alessandro... Rubino?" she asked. Her brows came together as she looked at me. "What does he have to do with this?"

"He volunteered to help me only if you help him find his mother once we're all done with this," I informed her.

"His mother?" she asked. Her eyes glazed over in thought. I couldn't help but notice the scrunch of her eyebrows that occurred anytime she was thinking hard about something.

"Okay, I will," she said finally. "I have to go. Don't forget about the IP address, and walk out no less than ten minutes after I do."

She turned to walk away but before she could actually leave, she turned back to me and kissed me. My hands found her hair as I pulled her closer, not letting her get away with just a peck.

Reluctantly, she pulled away.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she told me.

"You better," I stated just as she pulled away again and walked out of the door.

Once she was gone, I went back into the stall and copied down the IP address into the notes of my phone. I even made sure to message Adriano about how I wanted everyone to stand down.

After waiting a couple minutes, I walked out of the restroom to see that everything was still in full swing. They were auctioning off another girl.

I spotted over Alessandro who was occupying himself at the bar. He wasn't drinking, but he was intensely watching the stage. I headed over and sat down right beside him.

"Call off your men," I muttered.

"What?" he asked, finally breaking his gaze from the stage and looking at me.

"I was with Red—"

His face contorted to one of frustration as his eyes narrowed. "That's what you were doing? While I had to sit here and watch this shit go on, you were having sex?"

"I was. Well, it was more of a quickie." I chuckled.

"I'll do it myself," he stated, placing his hand over the gun he had on his waist.

"She has a plan. We will go to one of Viktor's hiding places tomorrow, and there, you can kill Viktor," I explained.

He removed his hand from his gun, but puzzlement still took over every part of his face.

"Why not just kill him now?" he wondered.

After going more into detail about her mother and the other women, Alessandro sighed. "She agreed to help me find who I'm looking for?" he asked.

"Yup," I said. "Let's go."

I glanced over in Reyna's direction to see she was still pretending to be drunk. She looked as though she were falling asleep, but it was almost as if she could feel my eyes. She glanced up at me.

"Be good." I mouthed.

"I will." She returned.

"Fine, let's go," Alessandro stated.

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