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Shit.
The dancer’s eyes widen as I stand. My jutting dick bounces before I tuck myself back into my pants. “Next time you can show me what you got. Talk to Marco, he’ll get you scheduled.”
She nods with a blank look before darting back to the dressing room.
“This couldn’t have waited a few more minutes?” I’m stiff-legged walking next to Caz towards the main entrance.
“Sorry, boss. We got a crowd.” He gestures at the milling faces that are standing near the double doors.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask Marco.
He’s standing in the front, holding everyone back. “We’re at capacity, boss. Some sort of fraternity convention this week staying in the casino behind us.”
Well, it may be a good problem to have, but it pisses me off that I’ll have to turn some of these potential customers away.
“How many can we take?” I start counting heads.
“Only fifteen more. There’s over fifty. You know the inspector has it out for us. He’ll be here in a heartbeat if we let ‘em in.” His graying mustache twitches as his nose wrinkles.
Yea. I don’t like the inspector either.
“Fuck. Fine.” I raise my hands into the air and yell loud enough they can all hear me. “I’m sorry gentlemen. There is only room for fifteen. You can choose amongst yourselves, or we can pick at random. Anyone who isn’t chosen tonight, I will personally give a voucher for a discount tomorrow night.”
After plenty of grumbles, the lucky ones cheer and head towards the bar.
When the rest file out, I turn to Marco. “We’re going to the Empire tomorrow to see if we can make them an offer they can’t refuse.
Closed?
Shit.
“We need to find the daughter.” The sun beats down on me, baking me in my dark suit.
“How do you want me to do that?” Marco scratches his cheek where a day’s worth of stubble has sprouted.
I throw up my hands and stomp back to the car. “Fucking Google, Marco. You’re not older than my dad. He knows how to use a computer. Jesus.”
He rubs his eyes. “Sorry, boss. I’m running on less than two hours of sleep after that college crowd.”
Sighing, I slide behind the wheel of my Maserati. “Same. We need another location. If I owned this place, we could have bussed them over and made a fucking fortune.”
The interior cools as we head back to the club, tempering my frustration with it.
If I can just find that Nadia woman, I’m confident I can get her to sell.
Her Empire is the key to expanding my own.
4
NADIA
Turning to the next page of my book, I have no idea what the time is anymore. I cannot stop reading. I have entered into a universe where none of my own bullshit resides. And damn, this is one saucy world.
It’s not seedy like my dad’s place. No, this is something else. Hence why it’s fictional. The guy is a six foot five, wall of muscle NFL star with a huge dick that he knows exactly what to do with.
Maybe too much, the way he ties her up and fucks her into submission.
Every time he growls ‘good girl’,my own cheeks heat.
