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**ROMANY**

As I huddled there in the corner, Alex's words kept replaying in my head. Over and over as the man outside counted down.

*"...no matter what anyone says, *you DO NOT open this door..."*

"...twenty-one, twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen..."

Time was running out as I sat there, suddely wondering what the man meant when he said *"...we will blast it open..."* Were they going to *blow it up?* Or... shoot it out? *What the hell does blast it open mean?*

Despite all that, there was *one* thing he said that was crystal clear and not at all hard to understand. He *said* that I would be placed under arrest. *God Ruby, what have you gotten me into?*

I mean, he couldn't *really* do that, right? I've done nothing wrong by just refusing to open the door! I mean - what if I were asleep? And couldn't *heed* his warning? Would he still arrest me? Would I still go to jail? *If* I do go... will Alex get me out? Or will Alex be in jail too?

"...ten, nine, eight, seven.."

*I have to open it! Alex will just have to forgive me, or punish me, or whatever the fuck he wants to do to me. I cannot go to jail! I'm not a crimainal!*

I stood quickly and raced for the door, stopping to take a deep breath before I placed my fingers on the dead bolt.

*"...no matter what anyone says, *you DO NOT open this door..."*

*Fuck!* I was panting, nerly hyperventilating. Sweat was dripping off my brow and down the sides of my face. "...five, four, three..."

I had my hand on the bolt and was about to turn it. The man outside stopped counting, seeming to sense me unlocking it... and then... I just... didn't. I didn't want to. I was angry that I was even made to sweat in this office under the threat of explosives.

and then I leapt to the far left and

the door and then

my eyes.

entire circus of clowns running around my house, was having a profound effect on my temper. I could have been balls deep in the sweetest part of heaven by now, but no. Instead I am forced to watch these animals as they stumble head over foot in search of something they are

little eyes shifting around anxiously as I read over the warrant in my hands. The act only confirmed for me that there was something on this flimsy piece of paper trash that

know what you're really doing here," I commented as I read it. "I know who

"Good luck proving it."

laughed, "That's the difference between you and I, isn't it? *You* only act on proof, and I only act when you least expect it. You can tell Santos that I said

to come out of that room?" Morris asked, eyeing my unkempt appearance with all the jealousy of

mind telling you. Because it's none of your goddamned business what I

forward a bit as he whispered,

replied. Then, "I was taking sexy pictures of myself for my Only Fans

what women see in the likes

you've ever said to me. Because what it is they see in me, they will *never* see in you. Because you just don't possess anything worth looking at." "I get my

stare down the five

him against the wall, along with most of the servants, Stella, Enzo, and two of Mickey's guys. Damien and Mickey both eyed me with open trepidation when I first exited my office. Just the fury in their eyes alone put two extra inches on my dick. I wasn't going to *tell* them what I'd been doing, not the way they did with me. But God did I

Morris called

eager to see what little game he was going for next. A taller, sturdier, slightly more attractive version of Morris came marching into the hall from the rooms on the west side.

door open. Make it happen for me," Morris growled, before sending

warrant. I leaned against the wall, shaking my head at them as they pounded on the door and threatened Romany inside. When they started counting, I smiled to myself. She wasn't going to do it. I made myself very clear before I left the room. But in hindsight, I began to realize that I should have shown her the trapdoor and told her where it went.

that they were titanium steel, and the door had a fortified center made of the same stuff. But of course, *he* didn't know that and I *certainly* wasn't going to tell him. However, there was about a two inch perimeter around each side of fortified metal, that was simply

ricocheted through me at that thought was shocking. The image of her beautiful, perfect flesh,

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