Chapter 23

ALANA I LOOKED DOWN AT ALEJANDRO’S HANDSOME FACE AS HE KNELT IN FRONT OF me. My insides were churning and I felt a burning need to have him inside me. I knew that he’d been lying in the club earlier. I knew in my heart that I meant more to him than most of those women before me, but I wasn’t sure if the fact that he’d lied about that made him more or less cruel. What I did know right now, was despite the fact he was a devil, my body wanted him so desperately I’d let him do anything to me. I’d just been willingly finger fucked by him in the middle of the busiest and hottest nightclub in L.A. So, if what he wanted now was sex in the back of his limo, then so be it. Just as he was sliding his hands up my thighs, his phone started ringing and he cursed in Spanish. Sitting back on his heels, he took it out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. He cursed again as he pressed it to his ear. ‘Me cago en la puta!’ He