Chapter Ten

DOMONIC

Glancing down at my phone I see I’ve been here for an hour and fifteen minutes. “Right. Go ahead, I have to get out of here too.”

After locking up my office, I am stopped at the door by Margo in her glittering silver stars and heavy make-up. Her body is on full display, and I mean full display. After all, she works here at the club and brings in a lot of customers. But I notice right away that for the first time since meeting her, my dick didn’t so much as twitch.

Damn it.

“Where are you going?” She asks, grabbing my arm to prevent me from hedging out the door.

“I’m busy Margo. I already told you that. Get out of my way.”

“Wait!” She purrs. “What about tonight? Can I come over. You left me pretty unsatisfied last night. Too busy with that bitch to take care of me the way you should.”

I have to laugh. This dumb bitch. “Margo, you are not my girlfriend. You know that. It would be best if you stopped coming over until the girl is gone.”

She narrows her eyes at me, crossing her arms under her heavy breasts. “What? Why?”

“Don’t worry about why. Just stay away for now.” Then I leave without so much as a look back.

When I arrive in front of the boutique, I am floored by the sight of Draven across the street laughing with Paul.

Motherfucken traitors. All of them.

DRAVEN

“There’s my ride.” I stand up and grab my bags the moment the Hummer appeared across the street.

Paul smiles, “Okay. So, I’ll see you tomorrow night then.”

I nod, “Yup. I’ll be waiting.”

I cross the street, rolling my eyes at the black windows of the Hummer.

You’re late douchebag.

the car I run my hands up and down my arms to chase

over at Domonic, I see his gaze is locked on the cafe and

said half an

and his hand is white knuckled over the gear shift.

can see that. What’s up? Are we going back to

doesn’t speak, nor does he

“Domonic-”

thought you needed to go

bags in front of

laughs, darkly. “So, you’ve been across the street with Pretty Paul for an

scowl. “I guess so. Isn’t

finally rips his eyes away from the shop to turn toward me with a tight-lipped smile. Putting the car in gear, he studies the road ahead but makes no move to roll away from

the two of you

talked about how great a guy Bart

did they listen?

pulls out onto the street, and we race away. He isn’t driving slowly this time,

the fuck?” I snap. “It’s still foggy you

with a weary sidelong glance. “You shouldn’t let Paul charm you.

I laugh. “What?”

he’s a player. He’s gone out with most of the

“Even Margo?”

chuckles, “Yes. Even

tomorrow night. I

to a stop in the middle of the road, causing my body

glaring at him. “What

his face lets on and it is all I can do not to smack

asshole!” I shout. “And now my neck

full of remorse. “Shit. I’m sorry.”

and I unzip my hoodie so that I can massage my neck. It is stiff and painful where I touch it and suddenly, I am filled with rage. “I’m going to

long breath as we pull into the back

You’ve got more mood swings than

snickers. “I’m sorry. I need to learn to control my temper. It’s just

me.” I turn toward him as best I

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