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❝He took one look at her and he knew she was the perfect kind of trouble: a good girl who knew exactly when to be bad.❞
Zayn Malik. Ruthless leader of one of the largest mafia organizations within Nevada. Who also owns the most popu...
❝My demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced. Calm as they may be, they wait patiently for a reason to wake, take an overdue breath, and crawl back to my ear.❞ — Unknown
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💰 Z A Y N
Music thumps around the three of us that is so loud I'm able to feel it radiating through my chest. It's that uncomfortable feeling where it's as if your organs are jostling about inside you. A feeling you get used to with time, nonetheless it's strange.
"Lucas, I'm glad to be meeting with you," I try to offer my sincerest niceties but in all honesty, this is strictly business that I'd rather be done with quickly.
Lucas was sent to me by the Valdez cartel to make a deal. I'm looking into expanding, which means I'll need more dealers as well as product. I've had a connection with the Valdez cartel for years—they've already been part of my list of suppliers and we have a strong working relationship. This was a meet to talk about getting more of the services that they already offer me.
Lucas doesn't seem to even hear me, he's occupied with staring at one of the dancers as she spins herself around the pole in front of her. He's ogling her, adjusting himself in his chair as he shifts uncomfortably.
The dude sees a dancer on a pole for all of two minutes and is fucking hard?
I mean, this has happened before in business meetings at this strip club but this might be both in record time and distance. The dude has a one-way glass wall between him and the dancer and doesn't even have a good angle to see her and she still has that effect on him.
It's fascinating, in a way. Incredible to watch a woman like Amethyst who is strong and beautiful turn a grown man into a pile of horny, desperate nothingness.
I glance over at Everly as she studies him. When she sees the tent forming in his jeans, she bites down on her lower lip to keep from laughing, pursing her lips and averting her gaze.
Good to see she's enjoying this as much as I am. She has the same sense of humour as I do.
It's also oddly nice to have her in the room with me while this is happening. In other circumstances, it would've been him, I and his raging boner. But now at least some of the awkward tension is released because I'm able to laugh with Everly at the situation.
When Lucas' glossy brown eyes finally meet mine, he nods his head over to one of the dancers. "You own this club, don't you?" He's already two drinks in at this point and the waitress doesn't need to be reminded that he's only allowed one more drink. It's always three drinks max whenever we're doing business.
