When we pull in to the Cortez, there are paparazzi everywhere. “This place is turning into a zoo. Fuck, I can’t wait for this tournament to end.” I push past a few of them as security from the casino comes out and helps us through the crowd.

Once inside, we walk past the tournament tables, but before we clear them, I’m run over as Natasha jumps out in front of me.

“Justin, we need to talk.” She’s got her fake-ass camera smile pasted on, so they must be close by. After hearing about what happened that night at Snake Eyes, it’s all I can do not to grab her by the arms and throw her ass out of our casino.

I don’t feel Aaron beside me, and I look over to see him walking towards the elevators. He’s walking up behind a brunette in a blue dress, and I realize it’s Stella.

I’m anxious to get to her, so I grab Natasha’s arm, lean in, and tell her exactly what’s going to happen.

“You are going to go back to your table, cash out your chips, and get the fuck out of my casino. Now.”

She leans back, laughing like I just made a joke.

“I’ve got a video of the night you drugged me and had one of your friends carry me to your hotel room. It’s enough evidence to press charges, and you better believe that’s exactly what I’m doing. I’m giving you the opportunity to get your shit and get out of here, because I don’t want any more of your reality TV filth dirtying up the place. But know that I’m filing a report today, so if I were you, I’d take this time to enjoy your freedom. I plan on using every dime I have sending you to jail for as long as possible.”

Her eyes are wide with shock, and her practiced smile has slipped.

“Be sure to wave to the cameras on your way out, Natasha. Wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans.”

I drop her arm and watch her walk back to her table to gather her chips. I move to the private elevator and see Mandy coming in my direction, her phone in her hand.

“Something wrong?” I ask as I swipe my card and wait for the doors to open.

“No, just another hang up. Oh well. How did everything go at the Snake Eyes? How was your meeting with Mr. Townsend?”

I struggle to find the words, knowing that we need to tell her, but wanting to wait. As I open my mouth to say something, the elevator doors open, and Aaron is standing there smiling. He grabs me by the jacket, hauls me in the elevator, and nods goodbye to Mandy. The doors close as he shouts to her. “Clear our schedule until tomorrow.” They seal shut.

‘What’s gotten into you?” I ask. I haven't seen him this giddy in…I can’t even remember, because ‘giddy’ is a word I would have never in a million years used to describe Aaron.

“Lucky is ready.”

“Really?” I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“Goddamn, yes. I ate that sweet pussy right here on the way up to the penthouse, and once we got inside, I knew I needed to come get you. Fuck, I’m so hard, I’ve gotta get inside her. Just smelling her on my face is killing me.”

“Hell yeah, brother. It’s about time.” I feel my cheeks hurt from smiling as the doors open. I walk out, grabbing her body and pulling her against me. I press my lips happily to hers, but as I kiss her, something feels off. She’s opening to me, but she isn’t kissing me back. There’s none of the passion we’ve shared before.

I pull away and look into her eyes, trying to figure out what I’m doing wrong. She looks so perfect after getting pampered all day. “You look beautiful, baby.”

“Thank you.” Her words are clipped and cold.

“What’s wrong?”

I look at Aaron and he looks at Stella, with an equally perplexed look. We are thoroughly confused. I’m not seeing what Aaron was saying. She doesn't seem ready at all. Now she looks like we’ve taken a few steps back.

“Nothing.”

Oh shit. When women say ‘nothing,’ they mean something. As I start to speak, she wiggles out of my arms and goes to her knees in front of me. She undoes my belt, and my brain can’t process what the fuck is happening. “What are you doing?” I grab her wrist and try to stop her. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. What’s going on?

“I’m doing what you paid me to do. I’m sorry if I’m doing it wrong, but maybe next time don’t get yourself a virgin. At least then you’ll have someone who knows what they are doing. Wait…is that why you have Natasha? Because she knows how to suck you off how you like?”

“Fuck!”

It’s then I look over and see the newspaper on the counter. Splashed across it is a picture of Natasha and me, close together. I don’t bother reading the headline because I know whatever it says is bullshit.

I pick Stella up off the floor and throw her over my shoulder fireman-style. She starts kicking and screaming, but I just keep walking back to the bedroom, Aaron on my heels. Once in the master, I throw her on the bed and she bounces up a bit. I hear Aaron close the door behind us, and I hear the lock click. Good, I don’t want her trying to get away.

“I guess this is how it’s going to be. You paid ten million dollars to fuck me, might as well cash it in.” Stella spreads her legs wide, revealing her naked pussy, her skirt bunched up from tossing her on the bed, and it takes every ounce of strength not to dive between her thighs and start licking.

Instead, I pull at my tie and start tearing off my clothes. We are going to fix this, but we are going to do it naked. I feel Aaron come up beside me also undressing. Stella’s eyes go wide as she stares between us, and it looks like she’s just realized she’s bitten off more than she can chew.

I can practically see her heart beat through her chest, and as we both stand naked before her, I see her swallow hard.

“Take off the dress, Lucky. It’s time we had a heart to heart,” Aaron says, as he crawls onto the bed.

She hesitates for a second, and then I put my knee on the foot of the bed, making it clear we are both coming for her. Her shaky hands reach down and pull the dress up over her head, and her tits pop out, bouncing at the action.

My mouth waters seeing her hard nipples peaked and begging for a mouth to suck them. She may be a virgin, but her body is so fucking slutty for attention.

“You listen to me, Stella. That page six shit they printed up isn't true. I’ve never done anything with that woman.” Stella's eyes look hopeful, but I want her to know the truth. “Yes, I went out with her once, but it was to be polite. I never had any interest in her, and I never touched her. During the one date I agreed to she roofied me and had me taken to her hotel room.” Stella starts to sit up, but I hold my hand up to keep her still and to let me continue. “I didn’t do anything with her, and I woke up before she tried to do anything to me. I swear to you, that picture was taken last night as I was telling her to leave me alone. Today we got the information I was looking for, and I plan on pressing charges.”

“Why would she roofie you?”

“Obviously because of my incredible good looks.”

Stella snorts and I look at Aaron, then back at her. “Did you just snort?” Her face goes beet red, all the way down to her nipples, and I can’t help but lick my lips.

Aaron crawls up next to her and touches her face. “Why would either of us want anyone else when we have you?”

I crawl up on the other side of her and brush her hair away from her face. “You’re the only one we want, Stella. You’re the only one we’ve ever wanted. We’ve been waiting on you, and now that we have you, we won’t let you go.”

She looks between us, and I can see it in her eyes; she’s begging us not to break her. I’d rather end my life than cause her any pain, and I certainly wouldn’t look to another woman to try to take her place in my heart.

“You’re it for us, Stella,” Aaron says, kissing the palm of her hand. “No matter what happens, you’re ours.”

She starts to speak, but I put my finger over her lips. “There’s time for words later, Lucky. Right now, I think it’s time we showed your body what we feel.” I take my finger away and kiss her lips gently. This time when she kisses me back, the passion that was once gone is back in full force. Her tongue presses against my lips, begging me to open for her. I gladly open my mouth, tasting her sweet nectar and feeling her need.

Aaron kisses down her neck to her chest and latches on to one of her nipples. I break away from her lips, moving down and doing the same. Both of us suck on her at the same time while she grips our hair and starts to move her hips. I hear Aaron pop off her nipple, and I look over to him.

He smiles wickedly. “Me first.”