Chicago 5 A.M. by L.N. James

Author:L.N. James [James, L.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0100-12-31T23:00:00+00:00

Ari was just about to take a big puff off of his newly lit Cuban Cabanas cigar when he saw Cirra walking in to the 95th's after dinner lounge. Ming and Drakkar were sitting on the leather stools next to him, sipping brandy when their eyes turned to the blond making her entrance into the mostly male enclave. Her cape was thrown over her shoulders and she had changed, discarding the slinky black dress they all had admired for a pair of black leather pants, boots, and a leather bra with silver studs. Walking with an air of primal authority and a total disregard for the dress code, Cirra came over to the seated men and spoke in a no-nonsense voice.

"I've got other business to attend to, boys. The merchandise will be ready in the morning. 6am sharp. If I have my way, you'll have one more before the night is through. I'd much rather she be sent to Jakarta, but Zhu, you can have her. You'll get an extra one next time, Drakkar."

Ari held up his hand and stood, his tall form taking up space at the brass and wood bar. This wasn't in the plan. He knew Cirra enough to know that she was more preoccupied with her plan for vengeance than she was in helping him secure the Chicago slave and drug trade. With a deep voice, he spoke.

"Wait. What's this all about, Cirra? I thought we were going to celebrate tonight. You're not letting other things get in the way of this deal, are you?"

Cirra reached into her pocket and took out her keys, twirling them around one long index finger as her eyes sparkled. Ari had such a one track mind. Catching her keys in the palm of her hands, she pointed a finger at him, her smile fading in and out.

"Listen, I promised you girls for your business associates here. I made arrangements with Cortesey for you. And I fucked you all day. You promised me satisfaction..."

Here Cirra paused, letting her eyes rake over the gorgeous man. He wasn't half-bad, but right now, she had other things on her mind and those things did not include wasting any more of her time clapping these three on the back and toasting to their own brilliance. With a smug voice, she continued.

"...and as satisfying as you are, Ari, I've got a date with an old friend that can't wait. I'm sure you'll understand. Besides, by the time you come to pick up the shipment in the morning, I might be in the mood for a little celebrating of my own."

Ari shook his head, knowing that he had as much chance of talking Cirra Callistone into something as he did at disappearing into thin air. Still, he didn't trust this woman as far as he could throw her. With a warning glare, he spoke.

"You just remember our deal, Cirra."

With a smile as fake as her hair color, Cirra reached out and took the Cabanas from Ari's hand and put it between her own lips, drawing in the deep rich taste of the priceless Cuban smoke.

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