Chapter 28

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✳✳✳Owen Carter✳✳✳

The atmosphere completely changes when I enter the house. I know what everyone is thinking but I don't give a shit. They all answer to me and if they have anything to say, they'll pay the price. I notice Dominic ahead but a few men stop me for something. It's an issue that has already been handled so I push them aside. Aubrey stops beside me and I excuse myself from the men. Dominic is now no where in sight. "Get a bottle of whiskey, ice and a glass sent to my office," I say, knowing she's listening.

"Yes, sir."

At least she listens. I shake my head slightly. Ever since I left, I have been trying to convince myself that she's the reason why I ran. I've been trying to justify my actions but nothing makes sense.

When I reach my office, I sit behind my desk and lean my head back against the chair. Memories of us flood my mind which is exactly why I have been drinking my thoughts away each night. Picking up my phone, I tap on Michael's name and wait for him to answer. "Hello."

"Hey. I'm back at the Bellevue house. We need to talk about the Guzman deal."

"Owen, I handled that shit a week ago. Maybe you should take some time off and spend some time with your son."

I grit my teeth in irritation. "I'm fine. What did you negotiate?"

I hear him sigh. "Owen, are you forgetting I'm the boss. If I said I handled something then I handled it. Don't sweat it."

"I'd like to think of us as business partners."

He chuckles. "When you're stable we can have this conversation again."

"Mi-"

There's a click when the call ends and I growl in anger. What the fuck have I done?

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Sitting on the couch in the strip club, I watch the woman up on the stage. The new girl spins around the pole in a thong and lace bra. Her face sort of resembles Madison's and in that moment I know I have to have her. "What's her name?"

"Aliyah."

"Get someone to take her place and send her over here."

"Yes sir," the man responds.

I turn to Aubrey. "I won't be needing you tonight."

She raises an eyebrow. "How about the three of us have some fun?"

I shake my head. "Maybe another night."

She sighs, standing up and sauntering away. I keep my eyes trained on the woman on stage. A few minutes later, she is replaced and one of my men escorts her to me. He leaves her standing in front of me and I stare up at her, not masking any of my emotions. Her lips part and her breathing picks up. Placing my hands gently behind her thighs, I silently ask her to move forward. One knee at a time, she lowers herself so she's sitting astride me. "What's your name?" I ask, despite the fact that I already know.

"Aliyah," she replies sweetly.

"And do you know who I am?" I ask. She nods. "How old are you, Aliyah?"

"Eighteen."

I lick my lips and the action doesn't go unnoticed by her. "I want you but I can't have you until you agree."

She bites her lip, looking down. I pull her chin up, forcing her to look at me. She releases her lip. "Okay."

"I'm not looking for a relationship," I add. She nods in understanding. "I just want this," I say, raising my hips so my erection presses between her thighs.

She gasps. "I want it too."

I place my hands on her hips, staring up into her eyes. "You are mine until I say otherwise, do you understand?" She nods. "Good. Stand up."

She quickly stands up and I finish my drink before following suit. Taking her hand, I lead her out if the strip club. Dominic is sitting on one of the couches outside of the strip club. When he sees the girl beside me, he furrows his eyebrows. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Shut the fuck up, Dominic," I warn. "I'm not not in the mood."

He stands up and takes a few steps towards me causing me to release Aliyah's hand. "You just destroyed the perfect girl and now you're going to fuck someone who looks exactly like her?"

"Drop it."

"Imagine if she was doing this shit. You'd be pissed off, wouldn't you?"

The thought of her with someone else makes me furious. My hands fist at my sides. "Get the fuck out of my house," I growl.

He takes slow steps back. "I'm already gone."

Turning, he walks towards his room. I've lost the woman of my dreams and my second in command in less that a month. Running my fingers through my hair in frustration, I turn back to the beautiful young girl beside me. She looks so much like Madison it hurts. Sighing, I take her hand and lead her to my bedroom. When we reach the foot of me bed, I release her hand and turn to her. I retrieve a condom from my pocket and toss it on the bed. "Undress me."

Licking her lips, she begins undressing me with me helping in the process. Once my clothes are all on the floor, I nod for her to undress herself. Within seconds, her lingerie is on the floor beside my clothes. "Lay down."

She climbs onto my bed and I grab the condom. Tearing into it, I carefully roll it onto my erection. I hold her gaze as I crawl up the bed. Parting her legs, I look down at the apex of her thighs, licking my lips. I position myself at her entrance before looking into her eyes. Thrusting into her, I grunt when she cries out. I pound into her relentlessly as she clings onto me. Her nails dig into my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I continue thrusting into her. When I open my eyes, I see Madison's blissful face. She looked so at peace and calm when she came. And it was because of me. The sight of her pushes me over the edge but I am immediately reminded that she's not there. Aliyah's body clenches around mine as she comes apart, her moans filling the room. I am reminded of Madison's face when I left her at the alter.

In that moment, I know I fucked up.

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