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.

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

on the cafe and on Paul reentering the building. He doesn’t so much as

said half an

is clenched angrily, and his hand is

up? Are we going back to

doesn’t speak, nor does he

“Domonic-”

thought you needed to go

say, shaking the bags in front of me. “I’ve been done shopping

“So, you’ve been across the street with Pretty

so. Isn’t

me with a tight-lipped smile. Putting the car in gear, he

two of you

remember what Paul told me about how Domonic ordered them not to help me. “Mostly we talked about how great a guy Bart is for hiring me even though you told him not

did they

slowly this time, swerving

fuck?” I snap. “It’s still foggy

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

I laugh. “What?”

player. He’s gone out with most of the women in this

“Even Margo?”

“Yes. Even

our date tomorrow night. I

hummer suddenly screeches to a stop in the middle of the road,

scream, glaring at him. “What is

Hs words come out way more incredulous than his face lets on and it is all I

I shout. “And now

his eyes full of remorse. “Shit. I’m sorry.” He groans. “I really

slowly 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 need to soak in a hot bath of Epsom salts now, thanks to you. Was there

breath as we pull into the back of his

is your problem? You’ve got more mood

“I’m sorry. I need to learn to control my temper. It’s just beginning to become more and

didn’t want to help me.” I turn toward him as best I can with the stabbing pain at the back of my skull.

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