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Chapter 4
Ares
Cheater's had been open for about six weeks now. The crowds had been steady, and I was pleased. The Club had put a lot of effort into the concept and execution of this bar. We had to plan for the future, and legit businesses were the key. Not that I ever planned to get out of the gambling business, at least at this point. Currently, I looked down on the bar from the office in the loft area of the building. A local cover band was doing a mix of songs, and the crowd was jovial.
My pulse skipped when I saw her. She had her hair in a high ponytail and a black mini skirt that hugged her ass in ways that got my cock hard. Her long legs were on full display with a pair of high heels that accentuated her calf muscles. She made her way to the bar, said something to the bartender, and turned to survey the crowd. Not surprisingly, a guy with one of those stupid man buns approached her. The smile she gave him stopped me in my tracks because I'd never once seen her eyes light up like that. She seemed happy and agreed to whatever that twat said. I decided to go to the bar floor and watch. The guy was with a group, and they all sat at a corner table. Willow joined them, and for the next hour, I watched as the guy keep touching her leg just above her knee. She seemed to like him as she kept smiling and laughing.
Misfit interrupted my view when he came up to me.
"Yo man, what are you doing?"
"Nothing!" I said impatiently.
"Ah, so you've not noticed Willow Smith?"
"Don't be fucking ridiculous," I reply, grabbing a shot of whiskey.
At just that moment, Willow stands and makes her way to the back hallway where the bathrooms are.
I'm about to head that way when Misfit interrupts me.
"Never thought you'd have a boner for her," Misfit's green eyes are dancing with humor.
"Fuck off!"
I don't hear what he says next because I'm already down the hall, but there is no one. I open the back door harder than I intend to, and it bangs on its hinges. I curse under my breath and grab the door back so I can close it.
From behind me, I hear her voice, "what are you doing here, Ares?"
"I own this place," I smile.
She rolls her eyes and says, "of course, you fucking do."
"Let's go to my office," I say promptly.
"Why?" she asks, crossing her arms over her chest. I notice the red lace of her bra through her sheer black shirt.
"We should talk," I offer.
Man bun appears around the corner. He pauses as he notices us standing in the hallway. I'm sure the douche can feel the sexual tension radiating in the space.
"Willow," he calls, moving closer toward us.
"Sorry, sport, but Willow and I have some business to talk about," there is an edge to my voice.
Man bun looks hesitant, but I doubt he wants to cross me. I'm scowling at him, and of course, my rags usually offer everyone pause.
The dude says nothing, just stands there, undecided on what to do.
Willow finally puts him out of his misery. "It was good to meet you, Trevor. Maybe I'll see you around."
With man bun dismissed, I take her by the elbow and lead her up the back stairs to my office.
