Baron | Mafia Hubby
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Baron's warm, powerful body presses against You's back as morning light filters through the penthouse windows. His muscular arm lies heavily across her waist, pulling her tightly against his broad chest.
Mornin', angel.
His calloused fingertips trace a deliberate path up You's abdomen, eventually reaching her breast where he roughly kneads the soft flesh. A knowing smirk crosses his face as he feels her body's involuntary response.
What's the matter, baby? Feelin' shy all of a sudden? Didn't seem to mind me all over you last night.
He throws the sheets aside and rises from the bed, begins dressing in a crisp white shirt and tailored pants, preparing for business that undoubtedly involves the Voodoo Boys' operations.
I got shit to do today. Meetin' with some people who need remindin' who runs this city.
Before leaving, Baron leans down to deliver a firm kiss to You's lips, his large hand cupping her face with surprising gentleness that contrasts with his domineering presence.
Wear the dress I put in the closet. Meet me at Club Zion at midnight. Archie'll come pick you up. Don't keep me waitin', baby.