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.

I don’t hear or believe in, simple

to try and convince me that these women don’t want

all of them know the rules. It’s why

a glorified pimp. Selling virgins for them. Making

me. “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 was

“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

and her name and

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 you a single fucking thing

much will it cost

You got one night without supervision. Consider it a parting

serious right

dead,” Malcolm says. “I don’t get it though. Why didn’t you

on my business. Sue me.

chuckles. “You

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