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“So you think I’m either stupid or blind?”
“Of course not, Mr. Morozov.”
Behind him, my brother rolled his eyes. He was clearly telling me I’d given the bartender enough chances, and he wasn’t going to confess. A confession wouldn’t have saved him from punishment. But it might have saved his life.
“Take him away and deal with him,” I said.
I turned away as Aleksei and Maksim dragged him out, blocking out the sound of his pathetic pleading. Now I was down a bartender, but he’d be quickly replaced. My club was one of the most popular in South Beach, and it was jam-packed every night, but especially on the weekends. Now that the unpleasant business was taken care of, I could enjoy it.
I decided to sit close to the dance floor in hopes the throbbing beats would shake my foul mood, and my employees quickly set up a VIP section for me. My brother returned with a few of our other associates, and the women they chose to entertain, and they crowded behind the ropes to find seats on the velvet sofas. I chose to sit apart from them, not in any mood for idle chat yet. Aleksei leaned close to tell me that Maksim and Dmitri were taking care of the bartender situation.
“We’ll keep it under wraps,” he said, getting settled on one of the couches and accepting a drink from the server assigned to us.
I leaned back in my big chair facing the dance floor, ready to survey this small part of my kingdom.
“No,” I said. “It’s better that the others find out what he did and the consequences for it. I can’t keep out all the riff-raff, but I can keep my employees under control at least.”
He nodded, even though I could see he didn’t completely agree with me. My brother was my staunchest supporter, and the one I most often butted heads with. It was a tenuous power dance, but I was the oldest, the heir. I was born to lead and in the end, he always remembered his place. Our two other brothers were currently out of town on business, and they were much easier to keep in line. Once word got out about why this bartender had “quit” suddenly, people would remember things. Put two and two together about past disappearances and recall that the Morozov family is not to be trifled with.
My decision to sit by the dance floor paid off, and my mood improved when I saw a stunning young woman dancing with abandon in the middle of the crowded space. Her dark blonde hair swung around her shoulders, and her red dress seemed painted to her lush curves. Every time someone blocked my view of her I had to resist getting up and shoving them out of the way. When she kept looking over at me, her cheeks rosy from exertion and her eyes bright in the flashing lights, my cock twitched to life. I wasn’t planning on a rendezvous since it had been a grueling week, but that was before that curvy princess danced into my life. And I’d have her in my life, at least for tonight.
I turned and snapped for Maksim’s attention. “Bring that luscious blonde to me,” I ordered, watching as he dutifully made his way through the crush to my princess. My mood was getting better and better.
Until he returned alone, a stony look on his face. “She said to go out there yourself.” He tried to hide his smirk, but failed.
With a snarl, I kept watching her. How dare she? She must not be a regular, so therefore she didn’t know I owned the place. Most women jumped at the chance behind the VIP ropes, a chance at gaining some little part of my empire. There was never a challenge to getting a woman’s company for a night, and I normally liked it that way.
The more I watched her shake her sexy ass, the more I liked the fact she wasn’t impressed with me, yet. Maybe I was up for a challenge, after all. My cock was certainly urging me to get out there. When she threw her head back and sinuously ran her hands down the sides of her curvy waist, I stood without thinking and stomped toward the dance floor.
When her body was flush with mine, I wasn’t disappointed with the close up view. She was beautiful, almost angelic, with cherry lips and big brown eyes, like an innocent doe. But the way she ground against me wasn’t innocent at all, and my body reacted like a match to kerosene. I buried my fingers in her hair and tilted her head back. Our eyes met and she grabbed for me as I crashed my mouth to hers. Her tongue tasted of strawberries and tequila. I’d order her more margaritas when I got her back to my table, after I threw everyone else out so I could have her to myself.
She writhed against me, her grip tight on my shoulders as my hands roamed her body. “Come back to my table,” I commanded.
She laughed, sliding her hands down my chest. I grabbed them and held them tight, guiding her off the dance floor. With a snap, my guests cleared out and I pulled my pretty princess down onto the velvet couch with me.
“Tell me your name, Princess,” I said, tucking some of her blonde curls behind her ear and trailing my finger down the side of her throat to the thin shoulder strap of her dress.
She shivered at my touch and blinked up at me. “Reina,” she answered.
My hand trailed lower, down her arm, my thumb grazing her full breast. Her skin was softer than the finest silk. “Ah, not a princess, then, but a queen.”
She leaned close, putting her hand on my thigh. “And what’s your name, Golden God?”
I burst out laughing at her nickname and her cheeks flamed to match her dress.
“Oh no, did I say that out loud?”
“You did, my queen,” I told her. “But I don’t mind it. A queen and a god are a perfect match. My name is Ivan, though, if you prefer to call me that.”
“Okay, Ivan.” Her smile was irresistible and I wanted to give her anything she desired.
“Tell me your greatest wish and I’ll make it happen,” I said rashly.
Still, I knew I’d give her whatever she asked for. She furrowed her brow and seemed to give it some serious thought. I realized I wanted her so badly I’d wake up the nearest jeweler and shower her in diamonds if that was what she requested. It was unprecedented, the way she made me feel.
“You know what I really want?” She leaned back and sighed, locking those doe eyes with mine. I was hooked, and breathlessly waited to hear what she asked for.
Chapter 3 - Reina
