MAKE YOU MINE 2
DON'T MESS WITH A STRIPPERHarley's POV
After taking a long hot shower I sat in my office and tried to relax but it was close to impossible considering I had a splitting headache.
"Here" Rocco said as he passed me some painkillers and a glass of water.
"Thanks" I said before I took the pills and washed them down with the water. I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes."Boss you need to relax" Rocco said as he looked at me with concern.
I looked into his eyes and that's all I saw. I knew Rocco had feelings for me but he tried not to show them ever since I rejected him.
There was a time I was depressed and I got really drunk and allowed him to fuxk me. The only time I had temporarily lost my way because my parents had been killed.
I was vulnerable and let myself go but it was only once. The next day I was back to being cold and told him it would never happen again. You do not rule with your heart but with a bullet. That's what my dad always told me.There was no place for love and relationships in my world. I only had sex and it was never attached and I never slept with the same person twice.
I couldn't even trust the rest of my relatives who have tried to kill me countless times for my power but at the same time they needed my protection.
They really didn't know what they wanted and this is why they would always be failures."You think I have time to relax" I responded with a frown.
"Look at it this way. Enzo won't be back until tomorrow so let me take you somewhere to get your mind off things" Rocco said.
"I will not go on a date with you" I said with a serious look.
"It won't be a date if I tag along right" Dexter walked in before sitting down.
"I heard you almost killed Enzo today" Dexter said and I met his glare.Dexter and I were childhood friends and he was as good as my brother. He was my best hacker among other things. Enzo is his boyfriend and I understood why he was angry.
"So what? You know the rules" I said as I raised my eyebrow. He took a deep breath.
"I know them better than anyone Harley but he is my man. I love Enzo and would appreciate it if you didn't kill him" Dexter said with pleading eyes.
"As long as he doesn't give me a reason to I won't kill him" I said and he sighed in defeat."Rocco is right. You need to relax. You have killed twice as many people this month more than you usually do. Let's go out. I know just the place" Dexter said and I knew better than anyone not to fight with him in this regard. I stood up and tried to ignore the smile on Rocco' face as we left the building.
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"A strip club. Really Dexter?" I asked as we parked in front of the classy looking strip club.
"Not just any strip club Harley. This is the best gay strip club in town" Dexter said as we got out of the car. Rocco and a few other of our bodyguards followed us as they got out from another car.
Dexter and I settled in a booth in the vip section while Rocco and the others blended in with the crowd. I never liked drawing attention to myself."Dexter its good to see you. It's been a while" a man approached them and hugged Dexter.
"Its good to see you too Jax. I just thought I would drop by with a friend. Harley this is Jax the owner of this club. Jax this is Harley" Dexter introduced us.
"Its an honor to meet you in person Mr Cruz" Jax said a bit shocked the silver haired beauty before him is the well known ruthless mafia boss whose name brought fear to many.
A lot of people reacted this way when they first saw me. I looked small, beautiful and innocent but I was a 25 year old killer who wasn't afraid to shed blood.
"The pleasures all mine" I said with a smirk. I could see he was scared but he tried not to show his fear.He spoke some more with Dexter while I looked around the club.
Maybe I could be lucky enough to find a guy who could fuxk me real good and make me forget about today's fuxk ups.
The lights suddenly dimmed and the spotlight was on the stage.
That's when I first saw him.He was tall, muscular and extremely good looking. Just the way his body looked made my mouth go dry and my dixk twitch with excitement.
He was wearing tight leather pants that hugged his sexy body and a black shirt with the front buttons undone.
He was sexy as hell with sweat dripping down his delicious looking abs as he danced to the music that played.
He took off his shirt and the crowd went wild. He turned and I saw the most sexy angel wings tattoo on his back."JUST TAKE ME NOW" a small male screamed from his seat. The adonis of a man on stage turned to face him as he slipped off the stage and walked towards the little rich twink who immediately put a stack of hundred dollar bills in his leather pants.
The stripper gave the little man the most sensual lap dance I had ever seen. Damn he was sexy."Who is that?" I asked Jax as I looked back at the stripper who had pushed another guy on a table before he straddled him and was literally dry humping the little guy ,with his sensual dance, who seemed like he was in heaven.
"That's Angel. He's one my best guys here and brings in the money" Jax said with pride. I didn't blame him. Angel had me hooked the moment I saw him and I wanted...no I needed to make him mine.
"I can see you like him already. Would you like a private dance?" Jax asked and I nodded in response my eyes still locked on Angel. My Angel."I should warn you though. He is a bit of a loose canon" Jax said and as soon as he spoke some huge bulky idiotic man thought it would be fun to slap my angel on the ass.
"Nice ass" the man said and his friends laughed. I was about to kill a man but Angel surprised me. He grabbed a bottle which he smashed on the guys head but he wasn't done yet.
He then grabbed the back of the injured mans head and smashed it into the wooden table breaking it in half.
Angel looked up to his friends but they stepped back in fear.
I turned to Jax with a bright smile before I spoke.
"That's even better" I said before turning back and locking eyes with Angel. Now I was more determined to make him mine.°°°°°°°°°°
What do you think about Angel?
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Make You Mine [COMPLETED]
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