I'd had to be ruthless, or the bitch would do this to me again. I wouldn't allow it.
No way was I falling for her bullshit again.
Iliyana walked into the room, her lips still swollen from sucking my cock. I gazed at her as she looked away, clearly not wanting to be rejected again. I watched her walk through the French doors, the guys sitting around the table looking at me sadly.
"What the fuck?" I demanded as Phil cleared his throat.
"It's just, uh, she's the first since. You know, Alice."
There was a deadly silence as I stared at him in disbelief before running my eyes over the others who were staring at the table intently.
"You keeping tabs on my fucking sex life, Phil?"
"No, but—”
"No? Which is it, Phil, no orno, but?” I roared suddenly as he flinched.
"No," he mumbled as I heard the sound of heels clicking on the patio outside.
"Iliyana, just fucking leave," I spat as I saw the color drain from Phil's face.
I followed his gaze to see Alice, standing in a tight black pencil skirt dress, her cleavage on display as she blinked at me from behind large black glasses. Her hair was sleek and wrapped in a classy bun, and her lips painted a deep red to match her nails. I gazed at her legs which seemed to go on forever, my eyes widening when I saw she wore red stilettos.
"Who thefuckis Iliyana?"
The men at the table all spoke at once, claiming to know her well.
"Alice," I breathed, my heart aching as she gazed at me.
"Lucas. Maybe you should shower the whore scent from you before we sit down to talk, hmm?" Alice folded her arms before shifting her gaze to that of my men. "Alone," she added softly.
The chairs scraped on the floor as they jumped up, but not before I saw Phil extend his arms to her. She embraced him, kissing him on each cheek as I narrowed my eyes at him angrily. Where was his fucking loyalty?
"Phil, you are too close to a shallow grave, my friend."
"Alice, if it doesn't work out with Mr. Mafia, call me." Phil winked as my jaw fell open.
"You motherfucker—” I began as he left, sending me an apologetic smile.
I'll kill that cunt, and smile as I do.
I became aware of the fact Alice and I were alone.
"Iliyana, was she the young beauty with the bee-stung lips I just passed on my way in?"
"She'd been sucking my cock, Alice. Before I fucked her. They aren't like that naturally.” I snapped, enjoying the tears that sprung in her eyes.
Little bitch thought she could walk in here all sexy and speak to me like that?
"Oh," was all she said, as I frowned.
This was most unlike her.
"What do you want?"
Other than me bending you over in that fucking dress.
Alice licked her lips as she stood up, walking over to me slowly. Her hips swayed hypnotically, and I couldn't help but get hard when she tilted her head to look at me, her large eyes drinking me in as she spoke.
