~Kaines P.O.V~
Rayne was at the club, my club, in that sexy blue dress. I needed to find her, be near her. See her smooth caramel skin in that dress in person, glowing under the strobe lights. I put down the file Id been pouring over for the last hour, rubbing my eyes in exhaustion. I was trying to locate the rat within my ranks who had been selling information to my rivals, The Kings, but I was having difficulty narrowing down the culprit.
On top of that, Id recently found out one of my bartenders had been slipping roofies to women and doing vile things to them while they were unconscious. My blood boiled at the thought of how any real man could do that to a woman. Disrespect to women was one of the biggest ways to get killed in my book. As soon as I figured out for sure who was doing that awful shit, their fate would already be set in stone. I had a good feeling I knew who it was already but I didn't have any proof yet.
I stood up abruptly, not able to focus on the problems at hand knowing that the beautiful woman I hadnt been able to get out of my mind since yesterday was downstairs, looking the way she did. She could be on the floor dancing with some guy and my stomach rolled with an unfamiliar emotion. Ill kill anyone who touches her. I gritted my teeth at the thought of another man touching what I planned on claiming as mine and exited my office. Roy stood alert beside the door and I nodded my head in his direction.
Ill be back, Roy. Keep watch for me, Im still trying to resolve our rodent problem so let me know if anyone comes up here. The code for tonight is the devils lair. Call me if there are any problems. I ordered, my voice low. He nodded his head stiffly.
You got it, boss.
I began my descent downstairs to the main floor of the club, trying to figure out where Rayne might be. I decided first to check the dance floor, my earlier thoughts slowly creeping back into forefront of my mind. I'd hoped I wouldnt find her dancing against another man, but I prepared myself. I scanned the crowd of drunk fucks moving together on the dancefloor but I didnt see her. Next place I thought of was the bar.
I peered down the line of bar stools, hoping to spot the woman whod been haunting my dreams with her brown eyes and beautiful smile; no such luck, but I looked at which bartenders were behind the bar pouring drinks and to my dismay, Zeke was not among them. I walked up to an empty spot yelling for Kat, the red-headed bartender, whod shown her loyalty to me time and time again over the years.
Hey Mr. Price! You need a drink? she chirped, shouting a little to be heard over the thumping music. I nodded and without her even asking, she set to work pouring me a Makers on the rocks. I smiled gratefully and accepted the drink, tossing the straw to the side and sipping the bourbon straight from the glass.
Wheres Zeke? I asked and she simply pointed at the dancefloor with a disgusted look on her.
Off with some girl on the floor. She rolled her eyes but gave me a pointed look. She was the one who had told me about those women being drugged and raped. She also thought it was probably Zeke, but without any proof I couldn't take care of it.
I turned in my spot, eyes falling on a woman with her back to me, glued to her phone. Admiring the view from behind, my gaze trailed from the smooth honey colored legs of the woman to the curve of her ass in that light blue dress and I could feel my cock twitch excitedly in my slacks. Taking my eyes off of her plump ass, I slowly moved my stare upwards to curled dark hair and a side profile of her face. It was her.
Shit, why is she so beautiful. I cant wait to taste her and feel her smooth skin against my own. I just want to do everything I possibly can to be with her.. on her.. around her.. inside of her. Fuck. I could just see it now, her curvy body underneath me. Me with a fistful of her hair as she takes me in her mouth. I want to do about a million and one things to this woman. Okay, shit calm down. Get your hard on under control before you walk up to her...Think about whoever the hell is fucking with your money.. Think about, grandmas and puppies and kittens and shit... Yeah that's it.
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Electric Love
ChickLitThis story contains, Violence, Drug use, Strong Language and Mature Sexual Content. It is not recommended for anyone under the age of 18, but if you decide to read it anyways, you've been warned!!!!! Ray is running away from her past in a small town...