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Panic gripped her as Tyler Polaski tightened his grip.Why had she responded like that?She hadn’t been thinking, that was why.Now this jerk was going to cost her the best job she’d had in years.
“Tyler, I didn’t mean that, but you can’t come around here and---”
“Shut the fuck up.I go where I want.Now, I want my money, bitch!”Tyler shouted like a petulant child.
She didn’t answer him fast enough and the asshole actually slapped her!His palm slammed hard across her face, and Yasmin stepped back involuntarily.But that wasn’t what had her stunned.It was the unmistakable growl of a very powerful, very pissed off Siberian Tiger.
“Holy shit,” she mumbled, her gaze slamming into her boss’ own icy blue stare.
That was all she managed to utter before he shredded through the expensive suit he had on.She blinked and the next thing she saw was eight hundred pounds of pissed off Siberian Tiger slamming Tyler Polaski to the ground.
ChapterThree
Konstantin rounded the corner just in time to see Yasmin step backwards and the soon to be dead fucker raise his hand for another strike.
He was already seeing red, but watching that motherfucker get ready to hit her again did things to him he hadn’t felt since he was an unlicked cub.Konstantin’s Tiger burst through, and that asshole’s hand never did make it back down.His beast spat it out on the ground next to him as he stood over the now screaming male holding his bleeding stump.
In the periphery of his mind, Konstantin was aware of people screaming and his staff closing off that section of the club.Fuck.He’d broken one of his own sacred rules.Konstantin had Shifted,and he’d spilled blood, on his property.
Well, if anyone was going to do it, he supposed it should be him.But what about her?Would she think him an animal now for this gory display?He turned his feline head almost completely around and saw none of the fear or loathing he’d feared would mar her beautiful face.Instead, Yasmin walked closer and pointed at the still crying asshole.
“I think you better leave now, and tell your boys to bring that with you,” she sneered.
The female he felt ridiculously possessive over nodded at the two Lion males he could smell had already pissed themselves, and were even then, cowering in the corner.
“They might be able to reattach it to the rest of your worthless body.”
Konstantin growled deep and low as the three Lion males scurried to leave, grabbing the hand on their way out.He was Shifter, so he wouldn’t die.It had taken more control than Konstantin cared to admit to not kill the asshole.
“Uh, boss?”Eduardo averted his gaze but held up a towel, and Konstantin Shifted back to human.
Fuck.What was he supposed to say now?Her eyes, gold with her own feline, met his shyly, and he knew it was past time they had a chat.With this section of the club already being cleaned by his quick thinking employees, Konstantin grabbed the towel.
“Come with me,” he said, closing his eyes to stop the growl that still rumbled inside his chest.
“I have to work---” Yasmin began.
“Not tonight.Come with me,” he repeated, then added for good measure.“Please.”
He used the towel to wipe his hands and mouth, then Konstantin handed the bloody thing back to Eduardo, who would dispose of it properly.Of that he had no doubt.The man was a godsend, and he appreciated him and showed it with the respect he afforded him, as well as a hefty paycheck.
Luckily, the few regulars who’d occupied that section of the club where this went down were of a like mind.Konstantin had been aware of them, in the back of his mind, and the Tiger had seen no threat.
It was not unusual for their kind.Not really.In general, Shifters did not appreciate any males who abused their precious and rarer females.They would not talk.And if they thought about threatening him, well, he was certain they would only have to recall the size and fury of his beast.
He turned to see Yasmin following him as he led the way through a private set of corridors and stairs that were hidden throughout the club.It was how he and his security staff got to certain areas quickly.When dealing with supernaturals, it made sense to be prepared.
Once they entered his office, he grabbed a spare pair of sweatpants from his drawer and drew them up over his legs, hips, and semihard cock.The fucking thing didn’t know how to stand down when in her presence.Konstantin walked to the sink located by his private bar and caught sight of himself.
Fuck.He had blood on his face and hands.Washing them thoroughly with soap and water, he looked for the hand towel to see Yasmin beside him, holding it out.
“Thank you,” she said.“I am sorry that happened here.I understand if you need to fire me---”
“Fire you?”he shouted and bit his tongue when she jumped in surprise.
Idiot.
“Sorry,” he said.“But why would I fire you?”
