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“Posey,” Lazarus says, stepping closer to her. “Let’s get out of here. We’ve already told Bane what happened and he wants you home. Where you’re safe.” He turns his attention to me. “I can’t believe you have a club that would allow something like this to happen.”
“Sir, we’ll work double time to ensure this never happens again. We have cameras, which we’ll be checking to see who entered her room. Again, we apologize for this.”
Lazarus doesn’t look impressed.
“Here,” I reach into my suit jacket to produce my card, “please call me, or text if you remember anything else.” I hand it directly to Posey who wraps her tiny hand around it, and puts it into her little clutch purse.
“You’ll be hearing from Bane soon,” Lazarus says. “I’m sure he’ll have questions as well.”
I nod. “I understand.”
“Maybe next time we have a meeting here, you can watch her.”
Posey’s eyes shoot to mine, and I nod. “Be my honor.” I can’t believe I’m sitting here agreeing to babysit Bane’s fiancée. However, I know the type of man Bane Delgado is. He’s not one to fuck around with.
He’s also one of our best clients, and here at Club Greed we take that shit seriously. So, if we have to kiss a few asses to ensure our members keep coming back, we do it.
Bane uses the club as his own personal business front. Hosting meetings, parties, all sorts of wicked things.
Lazarus nods in a silent command, his abrupt turn signaling for Posey to trail behind him. With a quick nod, she gracefully rises from the plush confines of the couch, her gaze briefly lowering before obediently following him out of the room.
Once they leave, the room tenses. I turn to Dean, demanding answers about the incident. Adele's firsthand account is no help, and Hector and his men have no leads.
"Frustrating," Dean mutters.
However, I’m left wondering about the woman who just left. Posey. She’s like a breath of fresh air in a swirling dust storm, a welcome respite amidst all the chaos. I need to learn everything I can about her, after figuring out who attacked her and why.
And then I’ll make them pay.
Chapter 1
Ledger
Present Day
And then I’d slam my hard cock deep inside her, asking if she’s a good girl just for me. Posey would look up at me with those sweet doe-eyes, and moan yes, her ruby-red lips parting slightly.
I bet she’d moan so good.
I can picture it all. The way her soft skin would feel underneath my rough hands. How her long brown hair would look wrapped around my fist. Those baby blues gazing up at me.
And those lips.
Fuck. Those full lips painted with bright red lipstick. I’d love to see that color all over my hard—
“Ledger?” Adele says as she barges into my office. “I tried texting you, but you never responded.” Her heels clack across the tiled floor, squashing my thoughts of Posey Dixon with each step she takes toward my desk.
“Sorry, I have a lot on my mind. What do you need?” I sit upright in my chair, running my fingers through my cropped-dark hair, willing my body to cool down.
Adele raises a perfectly arched brow. “The Delgados are renting out two rooms again, and they specifically requested you to…well…babysit, if you will.”
I stand from my desk, my blood turning to ice at the mention of the Delgados. “Babysit who?”
“Posey Dixon.”
“Why would she come here after being attacked? Is Bane crazy?” He probably is. A man like Bane Delgado doesn’t evade criminal charges like he does if he doesn’t have a little crazy going on.
Adele shrugs. “I’m not sure, but they’re organizing a big meeting. Top officials and politicians will be there tonight.”