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“I-I can’t,” she whimpers. “He doesn’t see anyone from outside the club. You can only meet him if you’re already in and-and y-you’re not a member.”
“Go tell him Rose White wants to see him.Right. Now,” I hiss in her ear.
As soon as I let her go, she jumps up and runs inside the club. So much for keeping calm.
I check my watch. It takes a total of three minutes for the door to reopen to a shaking bitch and, finally, Aaron comes into the room.
I smile my best sickly-sweet smile, and he squints his eyes at me.
He hasn’t changed one bit—the same broody bastard who can’t ever spare a smile.
Jamie would die to be in my place right now. To see her long-lost brother. He has the same beautiful Filipino traits as her. The same green eyes that shine with a golden curiosity. But contrary to her, he is big and takes space. He has tattoos that peek everywhere they can and he’s about my height.
He takes in my outfit and his mouth twists, clearly unhappy. Then, knowing we can’t talk in front of Blondie, he simply indicates the door.
I give her one last look before I go in. “Don’t forget to hang my coat, sweetie.” Her death stare doesn’t even bother me.
“Still a bitch, I see,” Aaron says plainly as he closes the door behind us. And just like that, I’m back at Vue club. This time without anyone to protect me.
A chill courses my body as we walk the BDSM club. I try not to act shocked when I see a man on all fours, dressed in a leather thong with a huge gag in his mouth. A woman is sitting on a sofa and resting her legs on his back. She gives me a wide smile when she notices me and winks at me. She’s holding a crop in her right hand and my thighs tighten.
“Rose,” Aaron snaps. I realize I’ve stopped to stare at the woman, then I shake my head before following him again.
He goes past a security guard, walks down a long corridor, and down two flights of stairs. After a long hallway, we come face to face with two other guards. They nod to Aaron and open the door for him.
“No more meetings,” he tells them before we both walk in, and he locks the door behind us.
It’s a simple room with a metal desk and two chairs. There’s a filing cabinet and a small sofa next to it. I hear a strange plastic noise as soon as I take my first step, making me look down.
A sheet of plastic is on the floor, blood sprayed on it. I look up at the desk and notice the bloody knife on it.
“I was busy,” he tells me simply. “So, you wanted to see me.”
“Yeah. Why is it so hard?”
“Probably since your boyfriends have been trying to get a hold of me for being the only person outside the compound who knows where to find the brothers. I hope you understand I had to reinforce security to ensure I wasn’t tortured for information.”
I nod, biting my lower lip. “Yeah, okay. That makes sense.”
“You’ve got five minutes before I kick you out and blacklist you from this club.” He sits down behind the desk and indicates the other chair.
“I want to see Viktor,” I say before sitting down.
He blinks at me for what must be a whole minute before he explodes in a sarcastic laugh.
“I’m serious,” I insist.
“You’ve fucking lost your mind. Do you know what I had to do after helping you escape?”
I shrug like I don’t care. “No. What did you do?”
“First, I had to kill that fucking guard who shot you. The same one who crashed into our car. ‘Cause I couldn’t have him tell Viktor I was the one who drove you out of the compound. Then I had to make it look like he was driving you, and I was going after you two.”
“That’s dumb,” I snort.
“Then I had to convince Yelena it was her guard who strayed from her plan and freed you.”
“You’re gonna tell me the bitch agreed?”
