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“Demetri here hasn’t decided if his new acquisition is a curse or not,” Giovanni enlightens him to our conversation, slapping my back.
“How could I? I don’t even know her,” I point out as I’m walking towards the velvet lounge sectional to take a seat.
“She’s hot,” Luca mutters as he walks by, grabbing a bottle of whiskey.
“I’m fucking aware!” I instantly shout over the music to his retreating back with irritation.
“You have more than enough time to get to know her, but while you’re at it, there is no reason why you shouldn’t enjoy what God blessed her with,” he chimes in when he reaches me with his bottle of amber liquid. “Which are some serious curves attached to a solid waist that I wouldn’t mind grabbing onto from behind. Not to mention that tight—” Luca cracks open the seal to the fresh bottle and grins when I cut him off.
“Motherfucker.” I glare at him.
“Hey,” he mocks, holding up his hands, “just voicing my assessment of your chosen person of interest.”
“Enough.” I end the banter with one word, feeling myself strangely getting worked up. I swallow my drink in one go and slide my glass to the edge of the table as I wave our server over.
“Usual?” She flutters her blonde lashes at me.
I skim my eyes down her body. Long. Lean. Pretty enough. “Yeah,” I reply.
“I’ll be right back.” She winks as she turns away.
“No issues tonight?” Antonio questions dropping down next to Giovanni across from me and Luca.
“Only issue I saw was D getting worked up because his new chick was there.” Luca continues his ribbing.
“I wasn’t worked up.”
“You were.” He carries on with his tongue-in-cheek bullshit.
“Motherfucker, I saved your ass from dying not too long ago. Cut your shit. Or next time, and we all know there will be a next time, I will let you fucking die,” I snap before glancing off to the left, watching my interest serve drinks to another private lounge. I’m silent, knowing they’re all watching me. “She doesn’t belong in a place like that.” Especially after I concluded she is as pure as the first driven snow. But I don’t voice that realization out loud.
“I saw her rooting Ghost on. She enjoyed it,” Giovanni states.
I don’t entertain what he’s saying with an agreeable answer, even if it is true. I run my fingers through my dark beard, scratching my jaw while in thought. Haven’s innocence is refreshing and irritating at the same time. Her eyes shimmer with a desire she knows nothing about while the server walking towards me with my drink in her hand is giving me confidentfuck me twenty ways from Sundayeyes. The two couldn’t be more contrasting. I glance at my watch then at her as I inhale the stress relieving smoke.
“Two,” she mutters setting my drink down while making committed eye contact.
I turn my attention back to Antonio, answering him and ignoring her. “The bottom line was well over last week’s gross. All debts are paid out.” I glance at her retreating small ass.
He bobs his head. “Where’s Ghost from?”
“He says no one specific place. Stated that he bounces around. I hear a hint of Chicago in him though.”
“Interesting,” Antonio drones then takes a sip of his drink.
“Definitely had some training. Knew exactly how to handle Rock. Took his winnings and bounced almost immediately. He was even on the fence about confirming next week’s match.”
“You sure he’s going to be there? We don’t need a no-show. Bad for business.”
“Joseph’s tailing,” I inform him.
“Speaking of.” Giovanni lifts his chin in the direction of the stairs as he sits up. “What’s up?” he asks Joseph when he reaches us.
“He checked in at a motel off the interstate. Lights went out after thirty minutes.”
“The Flame?” Antonio questions. Joseph confirms with a nod. “Tomorrow. Early. I want you in the parking lot. This guy could be a flight risk and if he bounces, we need to make sure we commission another fighter.” He turns to Luca. “Call Eddie at the front desk and tell him to put one of the maids on watch. I want a call if this guy decides to split.”
“Done,” Joseph and Luca agree to Antonio’s orders.
