He’s alone, and he looks fucking pissed.

“How are you doing this fine morning?” I ask, taking a seat opposite him and taking the lead.

He glares.

Two can play at this game. I stare right back, and neither of us backs down. I know Malcolm has a reputation, but I’m not afraid of him.

I don’t have time for this. It’s a Saturday morning. The office needs me, and I’ve got more urgent needs than staring down this ugly fucker.

“The girl last night. I want to know her name.”

“Not going to happen.”

Gritting my teeth, I rein in my temper. This guy is pissing me off now.

There’s no way I’m told no.

don’t hear

me that these women don’t want to know about their

It’s why they come here and why I

a glorified pimp. Selling

You once told me I was a piece of shit for even

“Screw you.”

She’s got that lost little doe look. Innocent as they come, but there’s that spark, isn’t there? That little hint of darkness that draws a man

about her and her name and

paid off the guard outside her door, I may have considered it. You’re in my club. I offer these women protection, and against my orders, you removed hers. For

much will it cost me?”

got one night without supervision. Consider it

fucking serious

it though. Why didn’t you

“I didn’t want the guy in on my business. Sue me. You really want me to believe this is a

chuckles. “You think it’s

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