Chapter 209

Thomas's phone dinged again, and this time, he silenced it.

He knew it would be Silas calling; he had been blowing up his phone for hours

now.

Thomas leaned forward, fiddling with the pen. "So Chen, tell me why you couldn't

do your job as manager?"

Chen moved closer, his eyes gleaming with fear. "I can, it was... just a lot for

me."

"I admire your honesty, but in this line of work, you need assertiveness. Your

customers can't see you as incapable," Thomas said.

He wasn't capable of running a club either, but he ran a company-which wasn't

so different.

He looked at Chen, whose expression was filled with remorse. "Uncle Mike made

you manager, and I'm sure he saw something in you. That's the only reason I'm

not going to yell."

Plus, he was stressed out-mentally and physically. His thoughts drifted to Uncle

Mike, and his chest tightened.

"Thank you so much, sir," Chen said, bowing slightly.

"Address that waitress and have her apologize to the customer. If she refuses, be

ready to fire her," Thomas said firmly.

Chen's eyes widened, and he swallowed. "Yes, sir."

"Alright."

When Chen left, Thomas sighed, rubbing his head down to his face. He could feel

the fatigue burrowing into his bones, and he feared that if he gave in, he would

crash-harder than anything.

"Not yet," he muttered as he unlocked his laptop.

For the past few days, he had been overseeing Night Bird. Mateo Castro was on

his neck, saying business had to go on as usual.

He knew he had dug a deeper grave for himself by agreeing to manage the club,

but it was kind of too late.

It had been for a long time-he had just been in denial.

Shaking his thoughts away, Thomas scrolled through the designs his architect had

sent over. His house had to be rebuilt from scratch. The fire had destroyed most

of the foundation, making it impossible to patch.

As he scrolled, anger raced inside him.

"Fucking Rosie," he scoffed, clenching his jaw.

Not only did he have to spend more money to rebuild, he had to also provide

all of his staff. And there

and Wade, who was always

his chest as he remembered his fight with

also knew that if he hadn't done

have caused even more

his

from

gasped. It wasn't a text. It was a video message

chill ran down his

as she faced

I'm done

camera so he could

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He knew he was supposed to ignore

her, but he couldn't bring

camera, revealing her opening; wet

for a moment and

his brain recreated it.

I am?" Rosie asked. Then she

she moaned as she

with desire. He had no idea what her plan was

but he liked it.

out his dick with one hand,

with

tip, jerking up and down as he watched

wider on the screen.

Rosie," he moaned, tightening his grip around his length, jolting faster,

His hand moved quickly, matching

used to pleasure herself.

coming," Rosie cried, her eyes rolling back as

cry. When she removed her fingers, they were

it drove him

But he wasn't done.

video to the moment she set

himself.

fīnu lave o

shut his eyes to her moans, imagining himself thrusting into her. A

rushed inside him, and he

floor.

for a second before he

off Rosie's video and hovered

need it

as he stood to clean

he saw who walked in.

to him, his eyes wide. "FBI

dropped as he quickly fastened his

you here?"

not the point,"

then his forehead

cover it."

touched his forehead. "I was tired of the foundation. It

Mateo looked soft, not even when the giant

But Thomas didn't

a thought struck. "Come. Uncle Mike has a safe

hope the password is still the

on

the wall and shifted it.

with a keypad lock. He tried the

surprised when the

"Stay there until I say the coast

and entered. Thomas locked the

of locking Mateo in there forever felt pleasing. After

cause

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