Jai's Pov
Sitting in the back of the limo, I went through my phone and looked at Chloe's number. I entered her number before I left for New York, just in case I needed her to do something for me.
"Excuse me, Sir?" The driver waves his hand in my face, and I look at him. "We have arrived at Seclusive."
Looking out the window, I see the first bar I bought. It was right after I gave up playing football.
When I left New York, I let one of my closest friends take over the club until I returned. After meeting Chloe, I realised I didn't want to move back to New York.
So, I will sell my clubs and a few properties in the city for the next two weeks.
Stepping out of the car, I see Riker Mesi. He's the Mafia Boss in New York and one of my closest friends.
When I was living here, I was known as Riker's right-hand man. I pulled the trigger whenever the boss told me and helped him when he had problems with other families.
Riker slaps my back. "It's good to see you back in New York, but I never thought you'd return for us."
"I'm not back, Riker. I have a few things that I need to do here, and the first business involves you."
"Let's talk in the office." He looks around. "I don't like to talk shop out in the open."
I laugh.
He thinks I need someone killed, which is by far what I need right now. I don't need the cops around my business.
One of Riker's men opens the door to the bar, and we step inside. Pictures of my football days are still hanging on the wall, and a few of them have my autographs.
I will take them back to my house in New York. At least they won't gather dust in a storage unit.
A female with blonde hair and blue-green eyes stops in front of him. She kisses him. "The girls and I want to go home."
Looking over at the bar, I see two familiar girls, Riley and Eliana, Riker's sisters. The girl in front of me I don't recognise.
She looks at me. "Irina Roberts." She holds her hand out to me.
Grasping her hand, I say. "Jai Marshall."
A smile spreads across her face. "I've heard so much about you. I never thought I would meet the infamous Jai Marshall, the best footballer in the States." She fans herself.
I laugh. "You've got a keeper there, Riker. I disapprove of many girls for Riker, but I can tell you're different from the others in his life."
Eliana walks over and hugs me. She whispers. "Are you going to take me to the bathroom?"
I haven't done that in years, and right now, I don't feel like doing it, especially when I'm interested in a woman in Los Angeles.
Pushing her away from me, I say. "Eliana, I'm not that type of guy now. I've changed."
"That's a shame." She circles me like a shark, and I'm her food. "Who's the girl that's gotten my friends with benefits in a huff?"
"Enough, Eliana. I'm not going to have you ruin another relationship."
I didn't know she ruined a relationship.
Eliana used to get everything she wanted, but something must have changed after I left.
She rolls her eyes. "I didn't ruin anything, Riker. The guy forced himself onto me, and no one believes me because he's one of your best guys." She slaps him before walking away.

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His Proposal
Ficción GeneralChloe Knight is a caregiver to her seriously ill sister who was recently diagnosed with leukaemia, not too long after their parents deaths. She went looking for a job and got one working with billionaire Jai Marshall. Once he learns about Chloe's si...