Chapter 18


    -DAMIA


    “Danny, I growled, answering my assistant’s call as soon as I stepped out of Legally Luke’s. This better


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    be a f ucking life or death situation.”


    Danny chuckled, brushing off my chagrin. He knew not to bother me on my day off. “Did I c ockb lock


    you, boss?”


    “I’m getting there. I granted, raking a hand through my hair.


    I f ucking wish my night would end with my d ick getting wet and warm. For the first time, I finally had a


    girlfriend. Millicent was every man’s dream, but she’s the one woman I cannot im.


    “Sorry, boss,” Danny murmured; I could still hear the smile in lus voice. He’d been my assistant for the


    past four years, and I knew Danny would never call me if it wasn’t necessary. “But there had been an


    incident at Belmont.”


    Belmont was the hotel we recently finished constructing for nchet Land, a subsidiarypany of


    nchet Corporation. owned by Silverio. This week, we will hand over the building to Silverio’s chosen


    interior designpany. No wonder Danny called me.


    “What happened?” I nced at each side of the street, moving to the right where there were fewer


    people to get some privacy


    “It’s been handled. Our fire rms alerted the LA fire department, and they said it was a false rm.”


    “False rm?” My voiced two octaves lower. “Which floor did the rme from?”


    Danny took a moment before answering my question, papers flipping silently. “At the ground floor, in the


    lobby.”


    I scratched the stubbles under my chin. It couldn’t be faulty wiring. I knew the supplier personally. “That’s


    the only intel we got:”


    “I’m working on it, boss” Danny knew how my mind operated, which was why wested this long.


    Someone was definitely responsible for that rm. Who and why was what we needed to find out. This


    matter cannot be neglected. “I’ll let you know as soon as I know more.”


    “Ask Mon if our security cameras outside the building caught anything”


    “They’re already working?”


    I nodded. “I got his email yesterday”


    “Should I ry this info to the fire chief?”


    “Report to me, then we will decide on what to do.”


    “Sure, boss. Enjoy your vacation”


    I chuckled. “Thanks, Danny”


    I went back inside the club, eyes scanning the bar where I had left Millicent. She didn’t want to return to


    the VIP and insisted she’d wait for me at the bar.


    Savannah and Matt had been making her ufortable. I forgot to warn her about Matt’s grumpy


    attitude, but the hostilitying from Savannah was uncalled for Maybe it’s the tune of the month, but I’d


    never seen her act this way before. Or perhaps I wasn’t paying attention until she was hauling Millicent


    with her probing questions.


    Even in the low light of the bar, 1 quickly spotted Millicent’s tinum blond waves. She faced the counter,


    sitting on the barstool by the bar’s edge. While I made a beeline to her, I groaned inwardly as I took in


    the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips. That f ucking a ss had been haunting me in my dreams


    since their reunion night. My body had the same reaction


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    the moment I picked her up in their house – pulse quickening, breathing in huffs. She’s a vision in


    that little dress. The hem brushed the middle of her thigh. The slim strap, deep cut back, and low


    neckline teased my mind with ways to peel that dress off her body, craving to see what was underneath


    all thoseyers.


    I’ve seen it before, and I wanted more.


    She squirmed in her seat, seemingly ufortable. I was so focused on drooling over her body that I


    hadn’t noticed the guy beside her. He leaned against the bar, one elbow on the counter and the other


    holding a ss of dark golden liquid.


    The dimmed light made it hard for me to read his face, but his bodynguage tells it all. He’s trying to hit


    on my girl. He leaned closer to her, invading her personal bubble.


    Millicent’s head recoiled, her eyes filled with displeasure. She said something to him, and he chuckled,


    throwing his head back, and murmured something that made her grimace. I was a few feet away from


    them. Her eyes locked with mine, relief washing her features.


    “I don’t see anyone. the guy said loud enough for Millicent to hear. He was too upied hitting on her


    and didn’t notice meing.


    “Is there a problem here?” I asked, slinking a possessive arm around Millicent’s waist. F uck… She was


    so f ucking soft and warm. My di ck punched against the zipper of my jeans.


    She instantly melted in my arms, shoulders rxing.


    “He’s just leaving.” Millicent murmured, tipping her chin at the guy as though saying ‘I told you so.”


    The guy looked more like a college jo ck up close. He was big, probably a varsity yer, but looked a


    little too young to be


    inside this club.


    He red at me, testing the waters. I narrowed my eyes at him, stepped forward, and he raised his


    hand.


    “Just making conversation, man.” He gave Millicent a once over and shook his head. Then turned and


    disappeared through


    the crowd.


    “I was gone for two minutes, and someone’s already trying to steal what’s mine?” I tried to sound casual,


    but inside, I was gritting. It wasn’t enough that that guy backed down. I want to shove my fist in his face


    so he’d know not to try taking what’s mine again


    Millicent’s big brown eyes studied me, biting her lip as I took the spot the college jo ck left. Go d. Those


    eyes, those lips. I wanted to possess Millicent, own her, mark her so no man would even dare look in her


    direction. And mind you, tons of those wolfish eyes were pinned on her the moment we stepped inside


    this club.


    She toyed with the olives on her martini ss. It seemed untouched, and her counter was empty apart


    from that drink..


    “Everything okay?” She had to lean closer, so I could hear her over the pulsing music.


    I stood closer to her, ordering a ss of whiskey. While I waited, I faced Millicent and tantly traipsed


    my heated gaze over her face, admiring her beauty, “Yeah, it’s been handled. My assistant just wanted to


    inform me, that’s all.”


    She nodded as the bartender slid over my drink. I’m all in tonight since we took a cab here.


    “Okay,” she murmured, flipping the olives with the tiny stick.


    “Aren’t you gonna drink that?” I nudged her side, tossing back my drink.


    She shook her head. “I’m abstaining from alcohol.”


    I won’t force her if she doesn’t want to drink, but I knew she needed to unwind. She worries too much,


    and I want to see the Millicent I was withst Saturday night. “I’m here. I’ll watch over you.”


    She threw me a sidelong nce. “Like you watched over mest Saturday night?”


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    If only she knew what truly transpired between us in my room, she’d take that question back.


    We didn’t have an audience. I should keep my hands to myself and leave her be. I promised to take care


    of her through the validity of this deal and not make a move on her. But I can’t help it. Everything about


    her drives my senses wild. Her scent, the waves of her hair, f uck, even the way she spoke and looked at


    me. I don’t know what it was, but it feels like I’m just getting acquainted with Millicent Alejandro when I’ve


    known her since we were in elementary school,


    I leaned closer, whispering in her ears. The flowery scent of her soap made my mouth water for a taste


    of her skin. “You weren’t mine back then.”


    Her gasp was f ucking loud, her head slowly angled to face me. I deserved that slow blink, but it was da


    mn hard not to hit on her. I wasn’t any better than the men in this club ogling her or that jo ck I shooed


    away. I was worse. Smirking, I slid a possessive hand around her waist. “But now I have a im on you. I


    get to punish you if you behave badly, Millicent.”