Page 27 of Vanilla and Vice


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Drinks flew everywhere. Expensive vodka splashed all over the floor and right into the lap of the man I was bringing the drinks to.

He stood and pulled at his expensive shirt as his face turned two shades of red.

“You little idiot!” he yelled. “How fucking smart do you have to be to serve drinks? And you can’t even do that!”

I opened my mouth to say something, but my voice got trapped in the back of my throat as tears rushed to my eyes.

“Say something, you little twit! The least you could do is apologize!”

“I’m so s-s-sorry,” I stuttered. “Please,” I said, pulling a clean hand towel from my back pocket. “Let me clean you up.”

“Don’t you fucking touch me,” he snapped. “Obviously, you’re a major fuckup. The last thing I need is for you to ruin something else on me.”

I tried to hold my tears back, but they disobeyed me, rushing over my bottom lashes and splashing across my cheeks. I pulled my arm back, towel in hand, and readied myself to flee, but before I could, Zander’s dark and menacing voice stopped me.

“I think that’s enough, Romano,” he said, his voice sinister.

The man Zander called Romano continued. “Look at this, Hale, she fucked up my best shirt.”

“I wouldn’t go around telling people that’s your best shirt, Romano. Especially since it’s the ugliest fucking shirt I’ve ever seen. Now, apologize to my waitress.”

Romano’s face paled, and I sucked in a shocked breath. I hadn’t expected that at all. If anything, I expected Zander Hale to rip me a new one for messing up and spilling his expensive liquor.

What I hadn’t expected was for him to defend me.

“Excuse me?” Romano asked. “You want me to apologize to her? She’s the one who tripped over her own fucking feet. She’s the one who spilled drinks all over me.”

“What she did was an accident, and if I heard correctly, she apologized to you already. You, on the other hand, have no right to speak to another human being, let alone one of my girls, the way you just spoke to her. You can apologize to the lady, and then you can leave my establishment.”

“You’re out of your fucking mind, Hale, if you think—”

He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Zander had moved past me as quick as lightning and was towering over the shorter man. His emerald eyes glowed as he breathed down at Romano like a dragon ready to attack.

Romano’s face paled yet again as he leaned his head back to match Zander’s stare.

“I said … apologize,” Zander said, the menace in his voice somehow sounding louder than the music and crowd around us.

Without taking his eyes off Zander’s, Romano nodded. “Excuse my language and tone. I apologize.”

Zander stepped back just as a few of the security guys stepped forward and followed behind Romano as he left Empire. I moved to bend over and pick up my mess, but before I could, Zander wrapped a sizeable hot hand around my wrist, making me gasp.

“Leave it,” he said, his heated eyes burning my face.

I didn’t respond.

Instead, I nodded.

He motioned across the room to someone I couldn’t see before pointing down at the mess I had made.

Then he turned his attention back to me and branded my skin with his sharp gaze yet again.

“It’s taken care of. Follow me,” he demanded.

I followed him to his office, my eyes taking in his broad shoulders and slim hips.

He really was a gorgeous creature.

It was too bad he was such an angry person. I mean, honestly, I was shocked he had taken up for me. Mainly since it was my fault. I had tripped over my shoes. I had spilled his drinks, which was something he had warned me about the first day I worked.

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