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I scan the bar area, filled with suited men. One of them is bound to have what I need. I hate doing this, but when dad cuts me off the desperation takes over.
“Fine,” I huff out.
My drug lord father apparently draws the line at me taking what he supplies. What he doesn’t know is that little line of white powder is the only thing keeping his daughter sane.
He wants to act like nothing happened to me. Fine. But I can’t forget the moment my life was shattered by one of his men.
So I’ve found my own way to forget. Being that wild child, living up to my reputation.
“Well?” Jas questions, shaking me from my thoughts.
“I’m on it,” I say and stand, shuffling my dress down over my ass and readjusting my bra so my tits perfectly fill my plunging neckline.I prop my arms up on my favorite place and signal to the fairly attractive, dark-haired bartender.
“What can I get you, love?” the bartender grins.
“A vodka and coke, please.” I bat my eyelashes at him.
He nods and starts pouring. “This one’s on me,” the bartender drawls out, snapping my attention to him.
I bite my lower lip, wondering if he has what I’m looking for.
“Thank you.”
He gives me a wink and starts taking the next woman’s order. I stir my straw around my glass and take a sip. Maybe if I drink it fast enough, I can call him back and ask him if he knows who I should talk to.
I just need a few more of these and a bump andhewon’t even be on my mind at all.
A deep voice booms from behind me.
“Asher, double scotch on the rocks, please.”
Asherimmediately stops what he’s doing and starts pouring the scotch. I turn around, trailing my gaze up the tailored black suit until I am struck by emerald eyes.
Wow.
His dark hair is that perfect length I could run my fingers through. Day old stubble frames his sharp jawline. He kind of has that sexy, rough around the edges vibe.
“What’s a gorgeous woman like you doing here ordering her own drinks?”
I stare at his full lips as he speaks. I blink a few times and shake my head to refocus.
Straightening my spine, I pull back my shoulders and meet his eyes. “Because it’s the twenty-first century?”
He closes the distance between us, and I feel like I’m drowning in the heady scent of his aftershave.
What the hell is happening right now? This isn’t me. Men don’t get to me.
I close my eyes as he leans in, his lips brushing my cheek.
“Is that right?” he murmurs.
Heat spreads along my chest in a wave and crawls up my cheeks.
I turn my face into his and whisper, “There is something I need, though.”
He chuckles and my heart rate picks up. The cut of his suit and the easy way he pulls his black Amex from his wallet screams money. They are always the ones with the good stuff. Just what I need to numb my brain.
His arms frame me against the bar. I can feel the heat of his body surrounding me as he leans his full lips near my ear. “And what is that, then?”
