“Yes, I’ve got a headache.” He stares at me for a moment. “I found a few things, it’s all here if you want it.” He throws a file on the desk, and I feel it there, my eyes are locked on it.
Walking back over to the window, I watch Olivia making drinks for a group of women, I look around for Leo, he's still hovering around Olivia. I’m not sure what game he is playing with her, but I don’t trust him around her.
Smiling at the women, she moves to the next order, then walks around the bar with a tray full of drinks, and Leo’s watching her.
Something’s wrong. I don’t know how I know but I can feel it, I just do. That gut-deep instinct Cain taught us to listen to when we were training. It’s screaming at me now.
I walk away from the window, and stride straight out of the office, not bothering to close the door behind me.
“Hayden,” Cain calls from behind.
“Where the hell are you going?” Mason yells.
I don’t answer. I’m already heading down the stairs, my eyes scanning the floor below until I spot her.
Olivia.
She’s carrying a tray of drinks, weaving between tables with that damn sexy smile. But she’s not alone. Leo,fuckingLeo is trailing behind her, eyes locked on her like he owns her. I’m not letting him hurt her again, I shouldn’t care, I know I shouldn’t, but here I fucking am.
My fists clench as I keep walking, each step faster hoping to get there quicker.
She places the drinks down and turns to head back to the bar, but Leo grabs her wrist. Her whole body jerks slightly. I see her try to pull away, she slaps his hand as she fights out of his grip, but he doesn’t let go. He says something I can’t hear, then shoves her. Not hard. But enough.
She stumbles, and when she tries to push him back, she can’t because he’s blocking her.
I see the bouncers finally moving, but it’s already too fucking late, he touched her, he’s playing games with her. Fucking asshole.
A surge of hot rage punches through my chest, and I sprint across the floor, launching at Leo. I grab the back of his neck and slam him into the table with enough force to knock half the drinks onto the floor, and I don’t care.
He shouts something, but I’m already throwing a punch, my knuckles smashing against his face. Hard. This fucker knows how I fight; he also knows the only way to get out of the way of my punch is if someone stops me.
“You think you can touch her?” I growl, dragging him back upright only to hit him again. “Youtouchher?!”
He pushes me away from him and I stumble a few steps back and collide into Olivia.
Glass explodes behind us as something crashes off the tray she’s holding. I hear glass scatter on the floor, but I don't take my eyes off Leo.
“Hayden, stop!” I hear someone shout—Miles, maybe? Mason?
I don’t care, Leo lunges, but I dodge, landing another blow straight to his cheek. Blood spills from his mouth. God this feels so good to kick his ass, this is one man I want dead.
I follow him to the floor, landing on top of him, fist after fist connecting with bone.
“You don’t get to fuckingtouchher!”
“Hayden!” Mason’s voice cuts through the fog. His hands wrap around my arms, trying to pull me off. “You’ve made your fucking point!” he growls.
Miles moves between us, pushing me back hard with both palms. My chest heaves, rage still burning like fire behind my eyes.
Lincoln, and two others drag Leo off the floor and out of sight. I don’t watch where they take him, hoping it’s out of the club, or even better the basement so I can have more fun with him there.
Cain’s voice booms from somewhere behind me. “Get him upstairs.Now.” I don’t move. “I saidmove, Hayden. Get the fuck upstairs. Not another goddamn word.”
I don’t look at Olivia, but I can feel her standing behind me, can feel her eyes on me. But if I look at her right now, I don’t know what I’ll do. I might explode again.
I hear Lincoln walking behind us now, talking to Olivia, and again I don’t turn to face her. We get into the office, the door closes behind us, and I get ready for Cain to explode on me.
Cain steps directly in front of me, hands clasped, jaw locked. “You. Calm the fuck down.”
