Unspoken Obsession (Casino King #4)

32. Dante

DANTE

I have kept my security team on high alert, just to make sure that my little family is safe.

I still have intense moments of grief over the loss of my sister, but I am grateful for Frankie's gentle and loving nature, helping me through those moments and showing me constant and unwavering support. The thing about a loss so profound is that you don't experience it all at once; it comes and goes in waves. Some days they're small, just tickling the shores with sadness, others it can be a tsunami of anger and rage.

I can't imagine my life without her or Damion in it. That would kill me.

Because Antonio's business associates have been throwing so many threats around, we have escalated our plans for her to take over her father's casino.

The casino is held in a trust and she is named as the beneficiary if anything happens to him, so the process is less complicated than I expected. Two of his smaller casinos were closed and seized by law enforcement, but the main casino has been left for Frankie. We've initiated a merger, bringing our two worlds together to create a much stronger foundation.

Tonight, because we can't afford to delay anymore, we are hosting a grand reopening. The entire place has been rebranded, a new wholesome image with her face on it. All of the staff have changed because we didn't want Antonio's goons to be involved in this new beginning, and Frankie is eager to become a business owner.

The business associates who were making the biggest threats have been called into separate meetings to discuss the way forward. We have offered shares to those who want to work with us in exchange for whatever they can bring to the table.

So far, most of them have accepted our terms. There are some exceptions, but I have dealt with them the old-fashioned way. My crew will pay them a visit, and send a clear message that the Russo family is not to be messed with so they understand that if they don't back off, they will lose everything.

With Frankie and me partnering to own the largest casinos in Las Vegas, we're now the most powerful couple in the city. News is spreading fast that we are together -- not only in business but in love as well. Only a fool would dare take us on now.

"Little fox, are you ready?" I ask as Frankie rushes past me for the tenth time wearing something different. "You look incredible, my love, why are you changing your dress every five minutes?"

She pauses and glares at me, her face is strained with stress. "I need this to be perfect." She grumbles. "I've done nothing like this before."

She tries to rush off and I grab her arm, pulling her back. "You don't know how beautiful you are - do you? Because you have looked like the most beautiful woman on this entire planet in every single one of those dresses that you have tried on this evening. Now, take a deep breath, kiss me, and tell me how I can help you?"

She takes a deep breath, then stands on her tiptoes and melts against me as I press my lips into hers. She kisses me for a long time and when she leans away, she is smiling. "I think that is exactly what I needed. A kiss." She giggles.

"I'll go let Clarissa know we are leaving then."

"Yes, I'll grab my clutch and my coat."

Downstairs I hold the door open for her as she climbs into the back of the limo, and then I slide in behind her.

She is nervous, filled with anticipation, but she looks excited too.

"I can't believe we are launching a casino together."

I take her hand and hold it in my lap. "Black Rose Casino is going to be my favorite project - because I get to do it with you."

Outside of Black Rose, the media crowd the entrance, all desperate for a comment or a picture. As we step out of the limo, cameras flash, blinding us while photographers go wild. We walk up the stairs to the entrance, and they hurl questions at us, not even waiting for answers — we have no comment.

I wrap my arm protectively around Frankie as we walk, and my security pushes those who get too close away. Inside the casino only a select few members of the press were personally invited to document the opening -- ones we pay, and trust. This way we control the narrative.

The casino is packed to the rafters, and the renovations, new decor, and revamp make it unrecognizable from what it was before. Her father's legacy has been erased.

Frankie chose a very seductive red and black palette, with black velvet sofas and luxurious red chandeliers adorning the space.

It looks devilishly beautiful and mysterious at the same time.

To celebrate the full circle our lives have come, we thought it would be an interesting twist to launch the casino with a masked ball.

Frankie slips a black velvet mask over her eyes, and I pull mine down.

She grins at me, and winks. "If I see you at the bar later; I might pretend I don't know you." She whispers, leaning close.

I run my hand down her back and gently squeeze her ass.

"But this time I won't let you get away from me afterward," I whisper against her ear.

The launch party is perfect. Everything goes off without a single hitch, and Frankie proves herself to be an exceptional businesswoman, talking to her new associates with ease and grace. She might hate her father, but she learned from him what it takes to be a boss.

She is the most eye-catching and beautiful woman in the room, and I am proud to have her at my side the entire night.

When I lead her onto the dance floor, both a little tipsy from the champagne, I pull her close against my body and lean down to whisper in her ear.

"Frankie, you and I belong together."

She looks up at me with bright eyes, filled with love. "I know we do."

"Will you spend the rest of your life with me? I can't imagine a day without you. I love you more than anything. I want you to be mine, forever."

She tilts her head, those gorgeous eyes framed by her velvet mask.

I grin. "Little fox, will you marry me?"

She throws her arms around my neck and leaps up against me. I catch her, holding her close as she nuzzles into my neck. "Yes. Yes. Yes. A thousand times. Yes." She says, laughing and kissing my neck.

I let her slide back down to the floor. I am grinning like a fool in love. I have never been happier in my life.

She steps away from me and takes my hand, the cheeky grin on her face is provocative and suggestive.

"Follow me." She says, turning and pulling me through the crowds on the dance floor. She guides me along the edge of the event room, towards the stage. She glances over her shoulder towards me, and it sends a shiver down my spine. She pushes a door open that leads to the area behind the stage.

I am having déjà vu as she leads us into the storage room behind the party.

I laugh as she pushes me against the wall in the small dark space.

"This is so familiar." I grin.

"I am recreating the moment I fell in love with a stranger." She smiles up at me.

I grab her waist and spin her so that her back is against the wall.

I lift her in my arms and push my cock against her.

She gasps as I run my hands up her legs, pushing her dress over her hips.

With my hands around her ass, I slide my fingers forward. I realize she isn't wearing underwear. My cock throbs with excitement. "Did you plan this, little fox?" I growl. "I might have." She says breathless.

I slide my hands towards her pussy and dip my finger inside her. She is soaked. She rocks against my fingers, ready for me, begging me to thrust my cock into her pussy.

Memories flood my mind of the first time I was with her. The thrill, the intensity, and the incredible connection I felt between us even then when I didn't know her.

We were always meant to be together.

Fate intended for us to fall in love and no matter what the world threw at us - we were going to end up together.

Frankie digs her nails into my neck as I tug my pants open, freeing my cock.

She gasps as I grab it and rub it over her pussy.

Tilting her head back she cries out when I thrust forward, slamming my cock into her.

We experienced a mysterious first time together.

Genuine, deep, fiery love has taken the place of the mystery this time.

I am obsessed with her.

I am in love with her.

I want to have her in every way possible.

I fuck her so hard the wall might come down behind us.

My cock is so hard it is aching with need, and I'm close to coming. The intensity of my emotions is overwhelming me.

Frankie screams and digs her nails in deeper, feeling the same intensity. She gives in to her orgasm sooner than she normally does. Her body shakes and her pussy clamps onto me.

I can't wait another second as I go rigid inside her and explode in wave after wave of pleasure.

I am still holding her against the wall, breathing heavily when I hear her little laugh. "So, stranger, do you want to get another drink at the bar?" She asks with a giggle.

"I would love to, little fox." I step away, letting her drop to the ground. She pulls her dress straight and readjusts her mask.

I lead her back out into the party, and we carry on enjoying ourselves, talking, laughing, and celebrating.

But this time when the party ends, I take her hand, and I don't let go.

Because she is mine and she is coming home with me.