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

for all of his staff. And there was Silas,

was going through, and

he remembered

that. But he also knew

have caused even more

for his

message again. It was from an unknown number,

It wasn't a text. It was a video message from Rosie. When

his spine. She was

as she faced the

number will be unavailable once I'm done sending you this,"

She angled the camera so he could

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instantly. He knew he was supposed to ignore

he couldn't bring

her legs on camera, revealing her

for a moment and imagined her

his brain recreated it.

how wet I am?" Rosie

"Thomas," she moaned as

He had no idea what her plan was

but he liked it.

quickly took off his trousers, pulled out his dick with one hand,

with

tip, jerking up and down as he watched Rosie open her

wider on the screen.

his grip

moans. His hand moved quickly,

used to pleasure herself.

Rosie cried, her eyes rolling back as her

a final cry. When she removed her fingers,

drove

But he wasn't done.

the video to the moment she set the camera and

himself.

fīnu lave o

imagining himself thrusting into her. A wave

inside him, and he groaned, spilling on

floor.

blurred for a second before

and hovered over the delete

would need

stood to clean himself, the door

when he saw

eyes wide. "FBI agents

quickly fastened his

you here?"

the point,"

brain, then his forehead creased. "Your

cover it."

tired of the foundation. It makes me

about Mateo looked soft, not even when

Thomas didn't say

lip as a thought struck. "Come.

the password is still the

on

moved to the waterfall painting the wall and shifted it. Behind it was

tried the first password

surprised when the

said. "Stay there until I say the coast

Thomas locked the door behind him, and for

in there forever felt pleasing. After

cause of

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