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Dancing Like A Boss Distractions
A perfect match. The words rebounded in her head while she sat on the bed in the room she was occupying, reviewing her emails and reports. She was unfocused and scatter brained as his words floated in her mind. She was in over her head. Way over her head. She looked at the clock. Five thirty. She called Chastity knowing the choreography class should be done by now. “Hi. Did you fuck him?” Chastity’s voice was giggly and laughing. “I’m in so much trouble, Chas. He’s a sex god and I’m a mere mortal.” Chastity’s cheer made her pull the phone away from her ear. “You’re not a mere mortal, you’re Sasha Fucking Smith!” Chas corrected her with sass. “You run a conglomerate of businesses and you’re a multi-millionaire in your own right. You’re a shrewd businesswoman and smarter than most. If you want to fuck around with Rin Allegretti, fuck around with him.” “He and my father are friends.” Chastity went immediately silent. “Exactly, Chas. I found
Dancing Like A Boss Cat Fight
He let a piercing whistle escape his lips and both women turned to face him. “What the hell is going on? You woke Sonny from his nap.” Sasha plunked down at the counter and watched without any shame as both women started shrieking about how lazy the other was. They were in each other’s faces and Sasha was hopeful the hair pulling, and scratching Chastity mentioned would start momentarily. Then Rin would be all dominant mafia boss and sexy as hell. She wished she had snacks to watch him in action. Yum. “Enough,” Rin’s deep voice cut through the yelling. “You’ve spent more time barking at each other than it would have taken to clean up.” “Mom told her to clean up!” Viv snapped back and glowered at her sister. “I had to clean up after breakfast, she has to do it this time.” “Rin, we need a housekeeper here.” Angie sputtered, “I just had a manicure this morning. I can’t touch this stuff.” “Or you could go home,” he waved at them. “You have a condo right in
Dancing Like A Boss Making an Escape
Orion’s cheerful voice carried through her mostly closed door, and she exhaled. She was a showgirl, and she could keep her face happy for the masses so when she went out there, she would keep her smile on for the boy but inside she was shaking. It had been stupid to strike Angie, but she’d had it coming and nobody disrespected a Volkov and got away with it. It was evident Sonny’s family didn’t take seriously the warning Sonny and Rin had given them earlier in the day. They were still trying to push her out and it worked. She was officially done. She wiped a single tear off her cheek as she collected her belongings from the ensuite bathroom, standing in the shower stall to take her shampoo and bodywash. She had the memory of Rin pushing her against the tiles just this morning while she was getting cleaned up from finding him in her bed.It was the fastest and hottest love affair she’d ever had. They were too much at odds and with a family like his, they were never destined to be anyth
Dancing Like A Boss Secret's Out
Rin helped his grandfather into his office after the nurse and her nephew left and motioned for him to sit in the chair behind the desk, but Sonny refused and took a seat in a wingback chair near the sofas. “Sit, all of you.” Sonny ordered them. Rin perched on the edge of the desk and watched as his father and mother fussed over Ang’s bruised jaw. Watching Sasha land the right hook had been surprising to say the least. He’d not anticipated it, and he would have considered it had been a thing of beauty, if it hadn’t been his sister, she’d put out cold. He was torn between throttling her and applauding. “I got a text from Sasha’s grandfather. It seems when she left here, she called him and let him know what happened.” “Bitch,” Angie said. “I’d like a couple minutes with her, and she ran with her tail between her legs.” Sonny sat up in his chair and eyed her, “shut up Angelina. You wouldn’t last ten seconds with her. She’s a fucking Russian mafia princess
Dancing Like A Boss Punishments
Rin covered his mouth and prayed the next words out of his grandfather’s lips were not the ones he was dreading and yet it appeared Sasha had been right. God didn’t help men like him. “She is the only daughter of Sacha Volkov and his wife Avery. When Sacha was just sixteen, he snuck into a strip club and found a dancer there. He had a fake ID, so she thought he was older. She was working a pole, so he thought she was older. They had a fling for two weeks and he went back to Russia. His fake ID did not have his real last name. Nearly fourteen years later he showed up to do a job with his father and stopped into a club Avery was managing. She and her mother ran a few clubs back then. Her mother ran Gina’s and Avery ran Satin. Sacha went into Satin on a whim for melancholy’s sake, I would guess, and found Avery. Then he found his daughter and that was it. He moved to Vegas same day. Avery and Sasha look more like sisters than mother and daughter and since Sasha spent more tim
Dancing Like A Boss New Security
She had avoided all phone calls from her parents and her grandfather. Sonny had sent her a message asking her to come back but she had ignored it and buried herself in her work. She had put in a hard night, and she’d kept her game face on but right now, all she wanted was to go to bed and forget the last ten hours. Achilles motioned to her as she prepared to exit the building through the staff entrance. They were the last two on the premises and he’d just completed a final sweep of the interior of the club and the storerooms. “What is it?” She yawned. He held up his phone which synced to the security cameras outside. “Rin Allegretti is parked in an escalade near the staff entrance. I’m presuming he is here for you. Did your father arrange something?” “Damn, I haven’t even looked at my phone since I walked in here last night at nine. I knew it was going off, but I ignored it.” She paused not wanting to step outside. “Do you think he’s going to shoot me?”
Dancing Like A Boss New Family
She felt him unbutton her seatbelt and yank her hard across the width of the seat onto his lap in one quick movement and she shrieked with his action. “What are you doing?” “Shut up,” he gripped her chin and searched her face, “did you really think you were going to walk out of the house and my life and there be no repercussions?” She swallowed at his words. His life? “No, topolina, there will be hell to pay for what you’ve put me through the last several hours. Two phone calls from your grandfather, one from your father, who I might add I should have guessed was your father. What threw me was he told me you were twenty-nine and when I met you on the weekend you said twenty-eight so I’m cutting myself a bit of slack.” She opened her mouth to say something, but he covered her mouth with his hand. “Which part of I don’t want you to talk do you not understand?” He stared at her, the warmth he had looked at her with yesterday in the office noticeably a
Dancing Like A Boss Kiss Your Fiancé
She moved straight to the kitchen and flung her purse on the counter and began digging through the pantry for ingredients. She needed something sweet, but she also wanted to beat the shit out of something. She twisted her hair up into a ponytail and grabbed a hair tie from her purse and twisted it around her hair before digging through the fridge noting all the ingredients there. Someone had gone shopping. Sasha heard the steps of Rin’s tread as he followed her and moved to the espresso machine. The counter housed the espresso machine and an old-fashioned coffee maker she was sure Sonny bought in the seventies, but it still worked. She had never tried to use the espresso machine as both she and Sonny were happy with her brewed coffee. Or so she thought. “I brought Sonny an espresso with his supper last night. He was up until midnight. I realized I made an error in judgement on his caffeine tolerances. He told me the machine hadn’t been used since Nonna died. It’s a sh
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