I saw my handsome Boulder walk in front of me, and I felt incomplete. Ginny told me when Victor gone to talk to them he’d explained Jezebel’s psychotic mind; she knew she had to do something. Convincing Remo to join this mission was not an easy task for her. Especially since she was the bait in all this madness. But she had to do it for all the women who had suffered under Jezebel’s boot. We were it, a way of ending this horrible abuse. The fact that I knew I wouldn’t be alone gave me some comfort, but I was still scared as hell of what was to come. I took a taxi and then entered the Venetian hotel with my new identity and a different air in my step. My job was directly protecting Ginny at all costs. We needed to set a connection so intense that even when we were not together, I would be able to stay connected to her. She knew what it was like to be on the run since she’d run away from her ex-boss not too long ago, but this time the fear she had was a little more dormant. We all had a clear mission and the lives that were at stake egged us on. I followed closely and heard her speak to the concierge.
“Good morning, I would like another key to my room. I got more luggage coming in today and misplaced it.” She smiled and played the role well.
“Absolutely, Ms.?”
“Giada Melborne.” She loved Giada, the celebrity chef, and everyone called her Ginny so she went with it.
“Very well, Ms. Melborne, you have a single with a king-size bed facing the strip. How is your stay so far?”
“Wonderful,” she said with a smile. Giada was supposed to have been staying at the Venetian for some time now.
The very enthusiastic clerk gave her an extra map of the hotel, keys, more discount vouchers, and sent her on her way. I wondered if the girls were in their suite already. I got my key as well, went upstairs, and saw nobody. We all had specific instructions on how to get in and out of the airport, hotel, etc. I used my key and went into my room. It was dead silent. What a waste of a king-size bed and no Boulder to share it with! Our mission was more important than my ridiculous hormones, but still, I could not help missing my man. At least I’d been able to enjoy him last night. My phone rang, and I almost jumped out of my skin.
“Who’s this?”
“Are you in our room? It’s Joe.”
“And Gin,” she chimed in.
“Just got here.”
“Oh good.” I turned and saw them come in through a connecting door.
“I was here five minutes before Gin,” said Joe.
“I was dying to talk to one of you guys. Is there any booze here? I need to relax.” Ginny went right to the fridge.
“Well.” I smiled, walking to the fridge as well. “Victor said that the Agency was at our utmost convenience.” We crouched and opened it to discover all kinds of beverages. From expensive tequila to top-shelf whiskey and scotch.
“I need a little of this.” Ginny took the tequila bottle.
“Heck yeah. We don’t have to go out until tomorrow, and our hotel tour instructions is in three hours.” Joe turned to look for the glasses. “How are you feeling?” she asked Gin.
“I’m focusing on the women and kids, you know? I feel at ease that both of you will be with me and our men are not too far from us. I just want to expedite this and be back at Stunt as soon as we can.” She looked stressed, and we all felt it.
“Back at Stunt, huh?” Joe could not hold herself back.
“I’m sure that’s not the same plans Bruce has.” I immediately sensed her worry. She liked Bruce more than she cared to admit, even to herself.
“I don’t know what I’m doing with him,” she admitted.
“You’re falling for him?” Gin’s eyes sparkled. I could sense how much she loved all three Boulders. They were more than co-workers to her, it was evident.
“I don’t know.” She had a big yes all over her face, but I was not going to tell her.
Ginny took a shot and sat next to her. “Well, Matt, the owner of Stunt, and I have talked about making Stunt stationary. If Remo and I start a family, I don’t want to be dragging kids around the country. Matt is also married to one of my best friends, and she’s expecting. There are many shows that find a place and are able to market it enough, so they don’t have to tour. Remo has talked about it, and I’m sure Vlad would like that for the girls so who knows where we can end up.”
“I’m a commitment type of woman. I don’t like cheaters or destructive relationships, and I don’t know if Bruce can give me what I need and deserve. I feel like I’m getting myself in a situation I know I shouldn’t,” Joe admitted.
“I have never seen him like this over a woman before—ever. He seems different. Don’t judge him because of his past. It is his actions now that counts, you know?” We took another shot. “Plus, he is aware you can beat his ass. It makes a difference.” We all laughed.
With a new shot of tequila, I raised my glass up into the air. “For the women who are waiting for us and for the future that awaits.” Gin smiled.
“Cheers,” we all said in unison. We talked and drank a bit more.
“So, exactly how strong are you?” I asked Joe. She was beautiful and tall, but she had no muscles like a bodybuilder.
“I can carry tractors, bulls, several cows. I could carry both of you with one hand.” She downed her shot, and Gin and I were on our feet in seconds. “Oh, you want me to do this now?”
We both nodded, and Joe came right behind us. “Gin, sit on her lap.” In seconds, she had us both in her arms and then even higher on the palm of her hand. We all started laughing, and she put us down before we fell on our asses.
“That’s amazing,” I claimed, and Gin nodded her agreement.
“You should see my punch force,” Joe said proudly.
“How do you measure it?” I asked.
“Well, an average black belt martial artist can punch with a force power of over three hundred pounds. To break concrete, they need the force of over six hundred pounds. I measured mine once.” She seemed a little hesitant.
“And?” I was dying to know.
“Half a million pounds, and I was not even mad. That’s enough to carry an airplane.” She seemed embarrassed; I don’t know why.
“We deserve another shot.” Ginny took the bottle again.
“Impressive,” I agreed.
“I carried Bruce to bed over my shoulder before making out the other night,” she whispered, and we all laughed.
“Oh, my God, that’s priceless.” Ginny cried with laughter. “How about you?” She turned to me.
“My ability is a little different as you know.”
“How’s it different from Vlad’s. I’ve seen him in action.” She turned serious. Vlad had mentioned to me how he’d saved her life last year. Her ex-boss had stalked her and tried to kill her before Vlad had stepped in.
“Vlad doesn’t train his ability. He keeps it dormant, raw and pure. I, on the other hand, have embraced it and made it work for me. I lift shadows, but I can also create black holes, my mind reading is more acute, I can torture and disintegrate anyone. I can transport them and play with space and time. You’ll be taken by Jezebel, but I will be there with you, Gin.”
“Thank you.” Her kindness and loyalty softened my heart.
“She’ll bring me too. And I will defend you with all the strength I have,” Joe offered. We all touched hands and went for another shot.
“Thank you, girls. Is it okay if I call Remo?”
“Of course.” Gin grabbed the bottle and leaned back onto the amazing hotel bed. She called Remo, and after one ring, he answered. She put him on speaker and did not bother to lower her voice.
“You want some privacy?” I offered, but she dismissed it. I went to the snack bar and opened chips for all three of us.
“Wifey, how are you finding your room? Are the girls with you?”
“Yes, it’s a shame to have a king-size bed without you. Say hi to the girls. You’re on speaker.”
He chuckled. “I thought the same when I came in my room.”
“The girls are lovely, and we’re doing shots to relax a bit.”
I could hear our guys in the background. “We opened the bottle of whiskey. Baby, there is still time to back out. I don’t give a fuck about the Agency.”
“We’re doing this.” He kept telling her to chicken out, and she was not having it.
“Okay, my love. Do you have your map and instructions for your tour?”
“Yes.”
“I love you.”
“Me too.”
“I will be on standby if you need a lift.”
“And finally do the Superman and Lois Lane bit?”
“Over Vegas.”
“I’ll see you soon, dream of me.”
“Always.”
He passed the phone to the rest of the guys, and we were able to chat a bit. Next step was to walk all over the hotel to familiarize ourselves with our surroundings. According to our fake papers, Giada Melborne had been staying there for a while and was in the process of getting into some real estate and move to Las Vegas permanently. She had a trust fund from a grandmother who’d died a few months ago and lived comfortably. Had no siblings, boyfriend, or parents. Las Vegas interested her because she needed a new start after her last relationship. She had no connections with her ex, and she needed a new beginning in her life. She sounded perfect for Jezebel. Just perfect.
I got dressed and then followed the instructions given by the Agency to discover the Venetian. It amazed me that we all had to do the same task and we did not cross paths, not even once. After an hour of seeing the detailed frescos, canals, stores, and restaurants, Ginny had a reservation at Delmonico. I wished Vlad would join me, but I didn’t think it would be possible. My task asked specifically for me to sit near the bar at eight o’clock, and there I was, wearing a little black designer dress and faced an expecting bartender.
“Good evening.” He nodded.
“Hello. May I have a glass of wine? Red.”
“Certainly.”
He poured the burgundy liquid and then moved on to the next customer at the end of the bar who had just so happened to be Remo. I let out a sigh of relief and took a sip of my drink. Jezebel was supposed to be there tonight, and my adrenaline was pumping. Ginny walked in, looking likea rock star in a short dark blue dress and high boots. All my concentration was on her. My main job there was to protect her and nothing would happen to her under my watch. After a couple of minutes, the most elegant woman I had seen in a long time walked in and nodded at the bartender. Jezebel was tall, lean, with short red hair, perfect manicure, and a whole lot of attitude in her walk. She wore a flowing black blouse with tailored pants. Her pumps were to die for, and her features radiated power and desire.
“Well, hello there.” I turned to see a guy with a beer belly, Hawaiian shirt, and reeking of alcohol sit next to Gin.
“Excuse me?” she said and turned to see Jezebel sit only two stools away from her. The bartender served her a glass with an amber liquid without hearing her order it. I didn’t want Jezebel to sense too many supers around her, so I walked away from the bar but kept my connection with Ginny.
“You look extravagant tonight.” The man stood too close for comfort, but I recognized him as one of Victor’s human agents.
“Extravagant, huh? Why don’t you take a hike,” she said a little louder and used it as an excuse to sit closer to Jezebel. Vlad was close, and it gave me comfort. I couldn’t see him, but he was there. “You would think that a place like this would at least have a dress code,” Gin said and glanced at Jezebel, but she ignored her and took another sip of her drink. Fuck.
“Peter, darling,” Jezebel said to the bartender. “That stinker of a man should not be bothering us ladies, now, should he?” So she was listening.
As commanded, the bartender said nothing to Jezebel and escorted the agent out of the restaurant. I heard his complaints and thought that guy deserved the best-actor academy award for drunk performance.
“Thank you, miss. My name is Giada, and you are?” Ginny was in full character. I was impressed.
“Giada, like the chef?” Jezebel downed her drink slowly.
She smiled shyly. “Yes, she has my name, though.”
That caught her attention, and I saw her mouth curve a little. “What brings you to Vegas, Giada?”
“Call me G. I have been staying here for a couple of weeks now and am looking for some real estate to invest.”
“Interesting. Planning to move to Sin City permanently, G?” She was intimidating, but I would never think there was a monster in her as Victor portrayed.
“Nothing to go back to.” She acted a little sad. Perfect.
“Do you have a man in your life?” That was the direct question she needed to nail.
She chuckled. “I’m going through a man-hating phase right now. My last boyfriend only wanted me for my trust fund. He was an asshole. Excuse my French.”
Jezebel finished her drink, and the bartender came back with the same concoction in seconds. Was he under her spell?
I heard a grave, low voice next to them in the bar. “Excuse me, may I have a whiskey, straight.” Remo moved close to them, but not too close. He wore a three-piece tailored black suit with a satin champagne tie. His cologne was to die for, and his testosterone glowed. I could still sense Vlad close by, but he was out of sight. Jezebel looked as if if nothing had happened.
“There are a lot of hot men in this town, G,” she said, ignoring the Boulder next to her.
The bartender came back with another glass of wine for Ginny. “I didn’t order this,” she stated.
“The gentleman bought this drink for you and will pay your tab,” he said to Jezebel.
“Well, you can tell the gentleman that I can pay for my own drink. Please take it away,” Ginny spat.
Jezebel smiled this time. “Put her on my tab.”
“Ms. Melborne, your table is ready.” The beautiful hostess came in with a kind smile on her face.
“Are you waiting for someone, or would you care to join me?” Gin offered.
“I eat alone, darling.” Jezebel dismissed her.
“I’ll see you around then. Thanks for the drink.”
Jezebel didn’t answer and downed her second drink. Ginny was called to her table as well, and she went into the restaurant. When I got out, Vlad and Remo were nowhere in sight. I did see Joe at some point, but we did not look at each other. I took my specific route back. I wondered if our little skit had worked. I felt frustrated and drained. I walked to my room, and Joe was still out. I talked to the girls, Facetimed Vlad, and went to bed.
»»•««
We were having breakfast in our suite when Ginny’s phone rang. She put it on speaker for all of us to hear.
“Ms. Melborne?”
“Yes?” She smiled.
“I’m happy to inform you that there’s a complimentary spa treatment at our most luscious spa here at the hotel available for you. I know you’re already a member of Canyon Ranch, but you have a voucher for any treatment package.”
“Great. Can I go and decide today?”
“Absolutely. I have an opening at ten a. m.”
“I’ll be there, thank you.”
She hung up, and as we all stared at each other, her phone rang again. “Morning, Ginny.”
“Hi, Victor. Was this the Agency?”
“No, ma’am, it’s her. You must have impressed her last night. The whole team will be informed right away. Wait for your instructions before you go to the spa. No calls until tonight when you get a text from me.” He hung up.
I went to take a shower quickly, got a simple baby blue dress, sandals, and went downstairs. I used my designated route to the spa. I felt nervous about Gin seeing Jezebel again, but I knew my friends had my back.
“Good morning, I’m Ms. Melborne,” Ginny said with a smile.
I kept close like a hawk. A handsome man with a fitted polo shirt and an intriguing face greeted her.
“Of course, right this way, Ms. Melborne. You can have some refreshments in the courtyard.” He walked in front of her, sat her down, gave her a menu for food, and another for their services. She glanced at everything, and when she’d made her orders, she took out her tablet and began to read. She wanted to appear relaxed and laid back just in case Jezebel decided to make an appearance. The host came back and helped her waiter set a cheese and fresh fruit tray with champagne when she asked, “Do you know who gave me this complimentary spa? Was it the hotel?”
“No, ma’am, one of our most beloved regulars purchased it for you. In fact, this is her usual time. Ms. Delavan will be coming in at any moment.”
“Thank you.” Like clockwork, Jezebel walked in, wearing a skintight short white dress. She looked as if she lived in a gym and was at a spa every other day. Maybe she was. She walked in and saw her right away. I blocked my energy as hard as I could and stayed close.
“Hello, darling.” She came and kissed her. A peck on her lips that took her completely by surprise, but she played it cool.
“Thank you for this, you didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to see you again.” Without placing an order, the staff came right over with tea, a tray of cheeses, grapes, hummus, celery, carrot sticks, and honey.
“Do people just know what you want?” Gin asked, looking at their reverence.
“I am very specific to the things I like and plan everything in advance.” This woman was appealing yet intimidating. She was beautiful but gave a sense of fear in her approach. Just when I was about to move around, Joe walked by in the same uniform as the other spa workers. I let out the breath I held. It was great not feeling alone.
“I see. You never gave me your name.” Ginny was so smart and quick. I was impressed.
“I didn’t?”
“Nope.”
“Jezebel Delavan. Have you been a member here long?”
“A couple of weeks, but I’ve never been here this early.”
“Spas are for the morning, darling. Other clubs are for the evenings.” She raised her tea and took a sip.
“What kind of clubs?” She knew exactly what clubs, but she had to play her game. She’d told me last night that going to a sex club without her husband scared the bejesus out of her.
“Well, a little darker clubs. I’m a member of a couple if you’re curious.” Was this lady hitting on her? Or testing the waters?
“Sounds interesting. I need more mimosas for this conversation.” She called the waiter while Jezebel laughed at her expense.
“So, what do you do?”
She paused, seeming to look for the right words. “I acquire companies, dissolve them, and sell their assets. I disintegrate and make money. Lots of it. There’s nothing better than to see a man take my leftovers.”
“Are you a feminist/man hater?”
“Men are hot to fuck, that’s about it. Women are more delicate. See that man last night for example. He looked good enough to eat, but you tossed him aside. He will come back to you and beg as long as you treat him like shit. Women are different. We think beyond our pussies.” She stayed silent, thinking about Remo, I was sure.
“Are you a prude?” Jezebel’s face transformed into a curious stare.
“Me? Of course not.”
“Don’t tell me you’re a romantic.” She seemed disgusted by the word.
“My ex was no romantic, but I stuck with him until it was convenient for me. I actually bought a membership to Pecado, and I want something different in my life. But I have not used it yet. Have you been? It’s the talk of the town.”
“It’s like kindred spirits, you and I.” She chuckled. I noticed a gap between her front teeth, and somehow, she looked even more exotic and sexy. “I have been a member for years. What are you into?”
“I don’t know, yet.” She acted all innocent but curious, and that looked as if it made Jezebel even more interested.
“We must go tonight. You need to explore your curiosity, G. I will guide you.”
She nodded in agreement. Fuck, what was she agreeing to? “Need to run, darling, my masseuse awaits.” She left her there casually.
As soon as she walked away, Gin let out a sigh. After a whole spa morning, Gin went back to our suite where Joe and I were impatiently waiting for her. She came in and called Victor, putting him on speaker.
“I don’t think I can do this.” She broke her silence.
“Come on, Ginny, you knew this would happen. She did not even use one of her many aliases with you. When I heard her full name, I was confident she had no clue who you are. Joe, Vlad, and Remo were standing by for you through all of it. Lada was on Jezebel. You need to pull yourself together and do this. She spent most of the afternoon looking you up and making calls to confirm Giada Melborn’s identity.”
“I won’t have sex with anyone. Not for the Agency. I won’t do it.”
“Ginny, you don’t have to. You could be the creepy woman who watches or something. Remo will be there with you. We were thinking if you get too compromised, Remo will step in. He is your husband, after all. She will remember him from the bar and will not suspect. He has his own role in all this as well. Now, I need you to focus on what we’re doing. She needs to feel comfortable with you. Show her how lonely you are and let her take you. We just need you to go to the black hole, and Lada will take care of the rest.” The suite phone rang.
“Is that your hotel phone? It has to be her. Answer. She’s intrigued by you. Take advantage.”
She hung up and then picked up the phone, putting it quickly on speaker. “Hello?”
“Were you running, darling? I thought you would be in a relaxed state after the spa.” Her voice gave chill to us all.
“Oh, I am. You’re so kind. Do you have any plans tonight?”
“Well, I think it’s time for you to check Pecado out. You’re a member, after all.”
“I don’t have a date, though.”
“Oh, my sweet G. You don’t need one. A beautiful woman in Pecado is not alone for long.”
Her voice was full of mischief. Gin swallowed hard and said, “I made an appointment with a realtor in an hour and will be ready around eight?”
“Oh? Have you met this person before?”
“Nope, I found him through the hotel.”
“I have many contacts I can refer to you. Only the best for my new friend.”
“Really? That would be wonderful. Let’s exchange numbers.”
After they gave each other their information, she promised to call her back. We waited by the phone, and when she called, Ginny made an appointment with her so-called realtor for next week instead.
“So it looks like I’m all yours.” Gin chuckled. This Jezebel knew how to manipulate people into doing things her way.
“You’ll love Pecado. Meet me at the lobby by the main entrance. Wear something sexy. A night in this town will change your life.” She hung up, and we stared at each other.
“I’m going to a sex club tonight. Holy fuck balls.” Ginny panted.
Joe tried to deviate the situation. “Remo will be there. If you have sex in public, it will be with your husband. There will be no cameras. Just take it as a sex fantasy.”
“Yes.” I tried to ease her too. “I’ll be close by but not in your face. If you start getting busy, I’ll block myself until you’re done.”
“Do you guys realize what you’re saying?” She looked at us in disbelief.
I took her hands in mine. “Gin, this mission is fucked up, I know. But this woman has many captive, making them kill and destroy their own lives. I know that having sex with Remo in a public place terrifies you but think of the mission.”
“Plus, your husband is hot.” Joe looked embarrassed as soon as she said it. And Gin and I laughed. “Excuse me being frank but I could use some sex right now to ease my tension. Go on tonight and get fucked. It will be for the greater good.”
»»•««
The Agency got us the most incredible clothes. Thank you America for your taxes. Ginny picked up a short, very short, champagne backless dress, wore sexy smoky eyes with a dark wine lipstick. She looked like another person. The woman Jezebel needed her to be tonight. She took the route Victor sent us to the lobby and ignored the glances she was getting all the way there. I followed closed by, wearing a little black dress and pumps as well.
“Good evening, are you Giada Melborn?” Gin turned around to see Bruce in a driver’s suit. She smiled, and I was able to disguise myself using shadows around me to be able to join them in the car.
“Yes, and you are?”
“I’m your ride for Pecado tonight. Ms. Delavan arranged it.”
“How kind of her,” she said with a smile. He offered her his arm, and we walked out. He did not even notice I was there. Perfect.
“You look beautiful tonight if only I didn’t have a girlfriend.” He smiled.
“She’s a lucky girl,” Gin said.
“I can understand now the things married people say.”
“That’s good to hear.” He joked around to put us at ease, but we went back to our roles after he received a phone call. Victor, I was sure. The Agency had eyes and ears everywhere because so did Jezebel.
“I was paid for the night, so I will be here in my car until you finish your evening, Ms. Melborne. Text 3421 and I’ll be right here to get you.”
“Thank you so much.”
He talked more with his eyes than anything else when he opened my door and led me out of the car. Bruce walked over to the bouncers, and we were immediately put through Pecado’s grandiose doors. As they both opened before me, I saw only black inside. It took me a while to get used to the darkness and shadows. The music was pumping hard, and I noticed people tangled with each other on the dance floor. Pecado seemed like the definition of sin itself. There were people having sex everywhere, people talking, drinking, and laughing. The hysteria grew with every moan and cry of ecstasy. I had never seen anything like it. Ginny was given a device that made all the members know if they had been summoned to an encounter. Everything was consensual so you could see who was interested in you and accept or decline any advance. She scanned her identification and in seconds, there was a tall man with a trimmed beard and dark eyes looking for her.
“Ms. Melborne?”
“Yes?”
“I have a request for you in one of our private suites.”
“Is that right?
“Yes, Ms. Melborne. Check out the members in the private suite on your device and let me know if you’re interested. It is a selective group of people so take your time. Would you like to go to the bar, a quieter lounge, or a common room?”
“A quieter lounge would be lovely.” She looked confident. I sent her a message, telling her I was there with her. I wanted to put her nerves at ease.
“Follow me then.” He nodded and walked in front of her.
I looked around, masquerading my shock and nerves as sex surrounded me. All kinds of appetites were in full display, and part of me wanted to get out and run back to Vlad. Back to our home.
She asked for a glass of wine and some time alone, took her device, and skimmed through the names of this “private party.” I was so deeply connected to Gin at this point it was as if I could see through her eyes. Jezebel had to be there, but I did not recognize any names. Maybe she was using one of her aliases. It was a list of twenty people, and as she went down it I saw Rocko B. We talked about it this morning, and Gin told me Remo’s alter ego name was inspired by his favorite movie Rocky. Rocko B was the only man in the world who could share this experience with her, and I felt her relaxing a bit as soon as we saw his name. Jezebel had to be there too. I clicked on “accept,” and after mere seconds, the host was there to escort her.
“Follow me.” His voice was calm and soothing. The room I saw next was not what I was expecting. The host grabbed the door handle and looked back at me. “Enjoy.”
That was all he said before opening the shiny red door. I walked in and was shocked to see a black wall in front of me. I looked back, and the host was gone. What. The. Fuck. I could hear people inside, conversations, more moaning, laughter but we could not get in. Gin extended her hand and felt the black wall in front of us. When I touched it, it felt like a balloon. It bent. I pushed forward and was able to get in and close the door. I pushed some more and got to a space. I looked around and saw only a small group of people. There were several couples, a threesome of women, and a man holding a whip. Some looked over at Ginny and others ignored her completely. None of them were aware of my presence. I kept walking after Gin and the black inflatable surroundings led us to another space. The music got higher and then lower. I felt as if I were in the middle of a weird dream. Some women came over to Gin and attempted small talk but she was not interested. We moved on and went to another room, loud as fuck. Ginny went straight to the bar and had a couple of shots. Her nerves were back again, and I did my best to put her at ease. Where the fuck was Remo? I looked around and a couple of guys were fucking right in front of us. Two Adonis-looking males, muscles to die for, and going at it like animals. A man with a long beard and blue eyes walked over and grabbed her.
“No, buddy. Not interested. Grab a drink.” She gave him one and turned around to a wall of muscles. This tall tower of testosterone, stood in front of her wearing a black mask, a sleeveless shirt, tight leather pants, and biker boots. He looked like one of those men that would handle an execution. Holy shit.
He grabbed her and leaned into her ear and said, “Baby, it’s me. Are you all right?” Rocko B. Finally.
Gin’s heartbeat slowed down as she said, “What’s up with the mask?”
“It was the only way you would be in here. Vlad convinced the Agency rather quickly.” His comment made me smile. “Is Lada with you?”
I sent them a message quickly to put him at ease. I would not leave Gin’s side. I told her that I would block her if she got busy but I wouldn’t. Can’t risk it.
“Do you know where she is?” I looked around and did not see Jezebel. The two men were still at it, and some women were joining in.
Remo nodded and led the way toward the black wall. I went in and looked around to see Jezebel. Finally, there she was. She was surrounded by people; all of them were serving her in some way. One was massaging her shoulders, another her feet, another kissing her on her mouth, breasts, and between her legs. I saw Remo enter the room after us. Gin made sure she saw her and kept on walking to the next room. After a while, Remo followed. I went to the bar and felt feverish. Remo stood in a corner of the room. If women or men approached him, he would flip them off. I knew his gaze was on her. Gin needed to play this believable, but I had to admit, all of this was turning me on for real. The energy between those two was strong, and I did my best not to feel it. She walked up to him, and I could see his bulge from where I stood.
She went on her tiptoes and said into his ear, “Who’s seeing us, except the people in this room.”
“Only me, baby.” Holy shit, she thought I was out too.
He stepped closer to her. “We need to make this believable. Follow my lead and enjoy.”
“What are you…”
He took a step closer and kneeled in front of her. She took in a sharp breath when he slowly caressed her leg up. Between the moans around me, my empty bed back at the hotel, and my memories of Vlad making me come made me close my eyes and I leaned back for a second. The heat between my legs pulsed but I put it at ease. I could see Remo holding Gin steady with one hand while the other one touched her sweetly. After a few seconds, he stopped being sweet. She bit her lips and held on to his shoulders while he feasted on her. Then he went a little bolder and pulled a Spiderman moment, he lifted his mask to reveal his lips, pulled her underwear aside and ate her up in front of all the people in the room. I had to pull back to give them privacy. I looked around and saw that Jezebel had stopped what she was doing and stared at the show. She stared at them with a smile on her face.
After Remo gave his wife a much-deserved orgasm, he stood and whispered into her ear, “You were yummy, like always. I’ll be close by. Try to talk to her, have a drink, and head out. Bruce will be at the entrance for you. You can do this, baby. I’ll be close.” He left her abruptly and went to another room. She straightened up, walked over to the bar, and took another shot. Jezebel stood, adjusted her robe, and walked up to her.
“You had him good, huh?” Jezebel admired.
“Better yet, he had me on his mouth. He was so hot,” Gin said, still panting.
“He left quick.” She looked back for Remo.
“I’m sure he’s fucking someone else right now. I could taste pussy on his lips.”
She stared at me. “You’re right. So, do you work out?”
“Sure.”
“We can train tomorrow if you want. I can meet you at the hotel gym say, eight?”
“Sounds good. I’m beat. I’m gonna head out,” Gin said and downed another shot.
“It’s still early. Or are you a one-orgasm type of girl?”
“After the multiple that guy gave me, I don’t think I can handle much else. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She chuckled.
“Suit yourself. Hey you,” she said as two men came into our space, opened her robe and went right at her tits.” She walked slowly to the room we’d been in before.
“Leaving us so soon,” the host said after seeing her rushing out while texting Bruce.
“Tonight was amazing, honey, need my beauty sleep,” Gin said in passing and opened the door out. Bruce’s car was there, and as soon as he saw her, he got out and opened the door. We sped out of there, and I finally laid back and breathed out. The shadows were out of the car, and I finally revealed myself next to Gin.
Bruce lowered his window. “Holy fuck, Lada. You have been here all along?”
“Not all the time.” I looked at Gin as her red turned to full-on red.
“So, how was it?” Pure mischief in his tone. “Someone insisted that we would be disconnected to what was happening inside.”
“Bruce.” Gin looked around completely paranoid.
“Well, missy, Victor just texted so we could talk. Jezebel is still inside getting her groove on. I’m here, missing Joe like crazy while you were getting lucky in there. Not fair.”
“I didn’t.” I chuckled, and she elbowed me.
“Of course not. That’s why Remo insisted on him being alone with you, and you got out with fucked hair and a grin on your face.” Bruce laughed at her expense.
“Whatever happened, she has nothing to feel ashamed for. If Vlad were in there, I would have done it too,” I admitted, and Bruce laughed harder.
“I’ll make sure to tell him that, darlin’. He’ll be very happy or will punch me in the face.”
“So you’re really into this girl, huh?” Gin tried to deviate the topic.
“Yes, sweetheart.” I had never seen Bruce like this over a woman and was so happy for him.
“So, the next wedding is in Texas?” It felt great to talk normally.
“I’m still on the conquest, darlin’. I see Vlad already with kids, so he has the lead on this. Right, honey?”
“We are definitely next.” I remembered his proposal and smiled. I could not wait to be back to our normal lives. Would our lives be normal after this?
Bruce woke me up from my daydream. “So, Gin, did you fuck in public?”
“Bruce, shut your mouth, or I’ll tell Joe when I see her. We share suites, you know,” she spat back.
“Don’t play like that. She can kick my ass, for real.” I laughed, and we talked all the way back to the hotel. I was sorry it didn’t last long.
“Well, princesses, I’m afraid we must part. Take care of each other and tell Joe I miss the barn.” His little grin told us everything we needed to know. Gin laughed, shaking her head.
“Will do, Bruce. Don’t worry. Please tell Vlad I miss him.”
I got out of the car and went back to my suite. I thought tonight’s mission was a success and I was confident that with all of us together, tomorrow would be another step closer to ending this and going back home, where we all belong.