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She’s beautiful but she’s also my employee.

It was at this point that I saw her approach the VIP section. Johnny would’ve given them some trouble to enter but I watched it play out first before I intervened.

“You need a—” Johnny started to raise his voice, and I didn’t appreciate that tone. No one should ever talk to a woman like that.

“Let them in.”

“But, sir—”

“I said to let them in,” I shouted and walked over to the entrance, pulling it myself.

“Thank you,” she giggled and glanced up to look at me. As I stepped into the light, and she saw my face, the smile she had plastered all night turned into one of confusion. “Holy shit,” she whispered.

“Hello to you too,” I said.

“Sir, I didn’t—”

“Wait, who’s this?” Her friend asked, looking as confused as ever.

“I’m her boss, and you are? Also, it’s nice to see you, Ms. Willis,” I smirked without breaking eye contact.

“Oh, you’re that Dillon Xander,” she said in a whisper. “I’m Abigail, her friend,” she whispered and walked inside.

“That Dillon Xander?”

“Yes. The excessively rich New York Page Six Dillon. One of the world’s richest men, so yes, that Dillon Xander.”

That gave my ego the biggest boost.

Ms. Willis stood at the gate.

“Azzaria?” I called out. That was the first time I’ve ever said her name, and Christ, it was beautiful.

“I’m so sorr—”

“Don’t apologize. I’m not your boss tonight. You’re not at work. We’re just two regular people.”

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“I own here, and you’re more than welcome to enter the section if you want to.”

“You do not own here,” she said jokingly. “I come here all the time, and I’ve never seen you here.”

“Are you in VIP all the time?”

“No,” she said sharply and entered the area, stumbling. Someone definitely had one too many drinks.

“Then how would you have seen me?” I asked.

“Where’s Abigail?” She asked while looking around.

“She’s over there having drinks and talking to Mikkel,” I said and pointed to them. Abigail looked over, winked at her, and went back to sipping.

“Do you want to have a drink with me?”

“Are you going to poison me?” She asked as she sat beside me.

“No.”

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