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.She had a job to do and apparently her angle was working.“Do you need your bodyguard to explain your rules, Aces?” she asked and then gave Miklos the evil eye before she looked back at Aces.He gave a small smirk.“He’s blood, and always looking out for me.He’ll look out for you, too.Maybe make sure you’re as sweet as you appear to be.”“Sweet?”He leaned closer and brushed a thumb along her lower lip then whispered against her ear, letting his lips touch her intimately.“I hope to find out just how sweet you are, tonight.Come on.”As she walked along with Aces, and Miklos right behind him, she felt Aces’s hand on her lower back, and then his thumb grazed along her skin and right where her tattoo peeked out.She shivered, trying to resist the urge to pull away when every inch of her warned her to do just that.She wondered if she played her part too well.But one glance toward an undercover trooper as they made their way toward the staircase told her she was doing exactly what was needed to get the job done.Her confidence kicked up a notch.They climbed the stairs, people moving out of the way as they approached the hallway and then a door.Miklos punched in a code as Aces pressed his body against her back.He whispered against her ear and neck.Something he sure seemed to like to do a lot.“You smell very good, Lana.”She went to step away and stop before they entered the large balcony area, but he wouldn’t allow it.He gripped her hips and ushered her forward toward the set of red couches in a semicircle.There was a low cocktail table and a great view of the dance floor and bar below.She could see the other undercover agents and female cops she arrived with.Aces watched her line of sight, and she waved at one of the women who shyly waved back.“This is so cool up here.I’ve never seen anything like this.I guess owning the place has its perks, huh?” she asked.She didn’t get a response and when she turned around, Aces was sitting on the couch, his one leg crossed wide over the other and his arms stretched out on the top part of the couch.Miklos sat a few seats away as a guy in a suit came in with a bottle of champagne and glasses.“Come here,” Aces told her.She hesitated and Aces raised one of his eyebrows at her.Miklos sat forward in his seat.She understood the look and slowly approached where Aces sat.She was going to turn around to sit, but Aces made her stop.“Stand right there, and turn around,” he said.She felt annoyed, angry at this guy’s nerve.But she had to play this role, so she turned so her back and ass faced him.She felt the hand on her hip and then his finger glide along her bare back where the tattoo was.“What is this a tattoo of?” he asked her.She looked over her shoulder and saw Miklos licking his lips and staring at her back, and Aces was looking up at her.“It’s a vine of tiny white flowers,” she whispered and he moved his thumb over the material, pushing it to the side.The cork popped from the champagne.She turned around and sat down, then crossed her legs.He looked surprised but also kind of pleased.She thought perhaps coming off less easy was different for him and he liked it.He leaned forward and accepted the two glasses from the guy in the suit who’d just popped the cork and poured the glasses from the bottle.She accepted it as Aces ran the palm of his hand along her knee and thigh.He held her gaze.“To a memorable night, and meeting you, Lana.” He tapped his glass to hers and they both took a sip.He leaned back and then the guy in the suit walked toward the door.She saw him open it a crack and then close it.“They’re here.Would you like me to have them meet you in the office?”“No.Here is fine,” Aces stated firmly.He glided his hand along Lauren’s thigh and held her gaze.“Aces, she should go back downstairs.I’ll have someone keep her company,” Miklos said.“She stays,” Aces said and held Lauren’s gaze.“If you have business I could leave.You’ve probably already realized I’m kind of shy.I think maybe the kind of women you’re interested in are nothing like me.I should go, Aces.” She placed her glass down and began to rise when Aces stopped her.She felt his fingers move under her chin and tilted her face up toward him.He held her gaze.“You intrigue me, Lana.I know you’re not like the others, and I expect you to learn fast about the rules.You stay.Just remember, whatever you might hear doesn’t get repeated.I’ll know it was you, and I’ll hunt you down.You won’t like that.Understand?” he asked.She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.“I don’t think I should be here.I think it’s best I leave.”Before she could stand up, he pulled her close, pressed his hand under her hair to the base of her head, and brought his lips down upon hers.It was the most difficult thing she had to ever do.Allowing a murderer, a monster, to kiss her so deeply and touch her like this.But she had no choice, so she kissed him back until they were both breathless.He gripped her face between his hands and held her tight as she held on to his wrists.“You’re fucking incredible.You stay right next to me.”She nodded her head in acquiescence.He released her and then nodded toward the guy in the suit and an angry looking Miklos.She looked down at the table, hoping the room was bugged as it should have been, but knowing that was impossible to do.But the undercover agents could see clearly where they were on the balcony and she would give the sign when she was in trouble.The other men joined them in the room, looking her over and asking if she was for them.She felt an instant ache to her gut but pretended she didn’t understand their language.They eyed her over and she snuggled closer to Aces, who seemed to eat it right up.“Everything is set,” the one man said and Miklos stood up.“Aces.I don’t think she should be here.”Aces looked at Miklos and then at Lana.He said something to her in Spanish.“I’m sorry.I don’t know what you just said,” she told him.“Do you speak or understand Spanish?” he asked.“No,” she lied and he smiled then turned to the men and began speaking.They spoke of the entire operation, including locations of manufacturing facilities and shipment locations.It was like waking up on Christmas morning as a little kid.They were carrying on a mile a minute, the pompous bastards, and she was getting all of it
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