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 or believe in, simple as

these women don’t want to know about their date?” It sounds like utter

It’s why they come here and why I do business with

you’re a glorified pimp. Selling virgins for

piece of shit for

“Screw you.”

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

and her

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

will it cost me?” I

not getting her information. You got one night without supervision. Consider it a parting

fucking serious right

Why didn’t you want

my business. Sue me. You really want

chuckles. “You think it’s

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