I checked her face out. Lucas wasn’t a plastic surgeon but the stitches he did on her cheek were clean, and now that they were out, I saw they’d left minimum scarring. Majesty must have seen I was staring at her face. She lifted her hand and brushed it over her cheek.
“We gon’ have any issues with you?” I raised a brow.
She shook her head. “I just want to work.” Majesty avoided my eyes.
The door to my office opened again and I was about to chastise whoever walked in without knocking until I noticed it was my wife.
“I thought you were waiting in the car.”
She shrugged and walked toward me. “I got bored.”
Carson was at my parents’ house and instead of going home, Cashlynn wanted to come to the club with me, which caught me off guard but warmed my insides at the same time. The distance she used to keep between us seemed to get smaller each day and that was a win in my book.
“What are you doing here?” Cashlynn cut her eyes at Majesty, whose eyes widened with fear.
“I don’t want any problems.” She tossed her hands up. “I just came to tell Boss Man I’m ready to get back to work.”
Cashlynn surprised me when she slid into my lap and leaned back on my chest. My hand went to her leg. Majesty shifted where she stood.
“Are we gonna have a problem going forward?”
Majesty quickly shook her head. “No,” she answered in a shaky voice.
Cashlynn leaned down and pulled out her pocket knife, from where I wasn’t sure, but the gesture caused my dick to stir. Majesty’s eyes locked on the knife; her body trembled.
“And you understand my husband is off limits correct?” Cashlynn flicked the blade open and twirled it around. Her eyes narrowed on Majesty who swallowed hard and nodded.
“I just want to dance.”
When Cashlynn got possessive over me, it always lit a flame of desire in me. The action was hot as hell and made blood rush to my dick.
“Then we shouldn’t have any issues. You can go.” Her voice and expression remained steady and monotone. She flicked her wrist dismissively.
Majesty didn’t hesitate to turn and hurry out of the office.
Cashlynn twisted her body and peered into me. “Don’t make me have to use this.” Her blade flashed, causing one corner of my mouth to lift.
“What you gon’ do, give me a matching cut?” Her eyes dropped to my neck.
“If I need to.” She lifted her eyes to meet mine.
Her expression caused a fire to roar inside me. Reaching forward, I grabbed the heart attached to her collar and yanked her forward, crashing her mouth into mine. Long gone was the girl who used to shield away from my kisses. My heart swelled inside me. The blood in my veins electrified.
“Keep showing that possessive side and you won’t be able to keep me off you, Wildfire.” Her eyes became unfocused and her breathing picked up.
I licked her lips before bringing her bottom lip into my mouth, sucking on it. “Who do you belong to, Wildfire?” I growled against her lips.
“No one,” she rasped, causing my smile to heighten.
“Still stubborn, but we’ll fix that one day.” I kissed her again while palming her breast, causing her to hiss. Her nipples were probably still sore from me piercing them. She hadn’t taken them out, which shocked me, but I enjoyed looking at them as much as I could. Knowing she sported my initials on her body had me wanting to beat my chest like a caveman. I pinched where I knew her nipple was and she whimpered against my mouth.
“You are mine, Wildfire. Eventually you’ll realize that,” I murmured in Spanish.
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The rowdy crowd around us grew louder as the two guys in the cage went hit for hit, neither of them letting up. The Grave was an underground cage fighting club. People went into the cage and didn’t hold back as the crowd cheered them along. Bets were made against the fighters and the owner of the club made a killing on the fights.
“Tell me why we’re here again,” Cashlynn shouted, stretching her neck toward me. We were on the other side of the barriers that separated the cage area from the crowd. Behind us were a bunch of people standing and cheering and behind them were people seated, just as equally excited.
