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I do it all at once, and just as fast, her nails sink into my shoulders, and her eyes roll in her head as she arches her spine and takes my pummeling, already coming.

A pool of wetness forms between her legs, and I keep pounding into her, feeding on my high while enjoying her clenching around me, her face at peace, the happiness in her eyes, knowing that tomorrow will be a completely different day.

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The next day

The atmosphere is sober,to say the least. There’s a convoy of black cars. No one has made a secret out of the fact that this will be a heavily armed group.

They make a point out of it.

They need to.

We may be going to a party, but this isn’t just any party.

We all know what this is.

Although Callum has never gotten into the specifics, I know a war is brewing on the horizon, and I’m at the center of it.

Once a deal has been reached, things will start unfolding, and many people’s lives won’t be the same.

Ours included.

So, no wonder it feels like we’re attending a funeral.

He wears a sharp, three-piece black suit, while I wear a copy of the red gown he ruined last night.

His touch is no longer accessible to me.

We agreed we need to walk together, just not look like we are a couple.

Let them drown in suspicions but never confirm them, he’d said to me before we left.

Not yet, he also said.

There would be a time for us, he added.

Right now, the most important thing is to win this war.

I have my hair pulled up in a sophisticated bun, and diamond earrings grace my earlobes.A matching ring, a gift from him, sparkles on my finger.

I look calm. I’m nothing but.

I learned a thing or two from him.

How to control my emotions, keep them at bay, and not let them take over me.

How to hope for the best, and prepare and brace for the worst.

How to fight fiercely.

Not a muscle moves on his face.

He looks out the window, sunk in thought.

Two of his men travel with us. Plus, the driver.