Page 22 of Vanilla and Vice


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ZANDER

EDEN.

Her fucking name sounded heavenly.

Angelic as fuck, just like her.

I knew the meaning of the word Eden.

Paradise.

And I knew if I ever broke and found myself inside her, it would be just that.

She was everything that sent my addiction into overdrive. And even with the Empire Sevens uniform, which consisted of a simple skirt, a button-up top, and a vest, she was fueling the fire sparking inside my center. The outfit had never looked so sexy, and I was surrounded by women wearing it all day every day.

In fact, we had purposely designed the uniform more demurely than most casinos to keep the patrons in line and their hands off our waitstaff.

With the new girl, it didn’t matter. She could be wrapped in a brown paper bag and still get my cock hard. Her long blond hair was thrown loosely into a messy bun, and her flawless skin was clean without a drop of makeup.

While she was underdressed for the job and surrounded by waitresses with their painted bright-red lips and heavily mascaraed lashes, she stuck out like a beacon.

A light in the dark cave-like casino.

A break in the dark clouds with a single stream of effervescent light slipping through.

She was purity.

Perfection.

Innocence.

A vanilla cone waiting to be licked.

I wasn’t one to walk away from an argument, but I couldn’t get away from her fast enough. Something told me I would never win against her. I had fought hulking men with a gun to my head before, and still, that was less terrifying than being in the presence of such a succulent creature.

Once inside the elevator, I waited until the doors closed her out before I ran my hands roughly through my thick hair.

“Fuck,” I shouted, the word echoing off the surrounding.

She couldn’t stay at Empire Sevens. I couldn’t continue this way. Comfort was an essential thing for me, and I refused to walk the floors of my establishment in a constant state of discomfort.

I didn’t care what I had to do. Out of respect for Kennedy, I wouldn’t fire her on the spot, but that didn’t mean I could keep her from quitting. Especially if I gave her every reason under the Vegas sun to do so.

If I fired her, Kennedy might leave, and honestly, we would be lost without Kennedy. She had been with us for as long as I could remember. When she had come in to interview, she had reminded Kade and me so much of ourselves.

She was new to Vegas and was determined to get the assistant’s position at Empire. We gave her hell because if she couldn’t deal with us at our worst, there was no way she would last long as our assistant.

But she surprised us.

Giving just as good as she got.

She taught us not to underestimate her, and after two years, she was promoted to operations manager. She basically helped us run the hotel side of Empire Sevens, and she did one hell of a job. Because of that, I knew I couldn’t lose Kennedy, which meant I couldn’t fire Eden Vaughn.

AN HOUR LATER, I found myself outside Dr. Dempson’s door. I had just seen her the day before, but seeing the angel working at Empire Sevens had sent me into a downward spiral. I needed to talk to someone, and the only person I trusted was the pricey shrink I paid to keep my secrets.

“Zander, this is a surprise,” she announced once she opened the door. “Two days in a row. Is there something you need help with?”

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