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“Yes…”
“Whose club?”
“I don’t know!”
“Bullshit!”
“I don’t know!”
I took one last look at him, growling, “Fuck you very much.” I pulled the trigger, needing to end him once and for all.
I got what I came for.
I nodded to Shawn, and we got the hell out of there, expecting some sort of retaliation as soon as we got on our bikes.
I might have just started a war, and the truth was, it didn’t come close to the internal battle I was fighting over the woman whose real name I didn’t know…
Duchess.
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
LUKE
“Bourbon,” I ordered from the bartender with her tits on full display. Taking a seat on the stool farthest from the other customers, I ignored everyone there. “Keep ’em coming.”
“That’s what she said.” She giggled, thinking she was so clever.
Bringing my attention to her, I glanced up.
“My name’s Veronica.” She extended her hand.
“I asked for a drink, not your name.”
She rolled her eyes, strutting away and purposely swaying her ass with each step.
It was ten at night, and I needed a drink. Lighting a cigarette next, I inhaled the nicotine deeply in my lungs before someone caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.
I wasn’t too familiar with this side of town and did not spend much time there. I spent most of my time in Miami, but this was more cookie cutter than I was used to. I was only there to meet with a potential new supplier. Since I lost my cocaine connection, I needed to make another.
I blinked, seeing if my eyes were playing tricks on me.
They weren’t.
The last time I saw her was the night we kissed, which was only a few days ago. I didn’t expect to see her here, of all places.
Duchess…
I stood, watching as she left the place with a man in tow. He grabbed her hand, leading her across the street. I downed my drink, giving them some time. After I left a fifty on the bar, I retraced their steps.
Is this the guy who roughs her up?
My feet moved on their own accord. There was no way in hell I wasn’t following them to see where this led. I was good at trailing people and going unnoticed. My interest was truly piqued as soon as they turned the corner down an old, abandoned street.
They weren’t holding hands anymore, but they stood too close for fucking comfort. Their body language was more than casual. They knew each other, intimately.
I was done waiting.
