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.

a word I don’t hear or believe in, simple

to try and convince me that these women don’t want to know about their date?” It sounds

of them know the rules. It’s why

you’re a glorified pimp.

“I thought my setup was beneath you. You once told me I was a piece of shit for even considering this business. I always figured you were an uptight asshole until last night. What

“Screw you.”

I thought about you. She’s got that lost little doe look. Innocent as they come, but there’s that spark, isn’t there? That little

about her and her name and we’ll call

hadn’t 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 that reason, I won’t be telling

will it cost me?”

information. You got one night without supervision. Consider

serious

“I don’t get it though. Why didn’t you want the

on my business. Sue me. You really want me

“You think

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