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The man managed to put me in an even weaker position than I originally was, and the worst part? He knows my body craves him and showed me how easily he controls me.
Anger joins my disappointment. I clench my fists, heading to the bartender and catching his gaze. “Have you seen a dark-haired girl? Blue eyes and she wore a black oversized dress with heels?” He grabs a whiskey bottle and pours the drink into one of the glasses before dropping several ice cubes in it. “She’s very pretty and was with me earlier.”
He shrugs. “Nope.”
“Come on, please.” He puts the drink away and picks up the shaker, pouring tequila into it along with something else and starts to shake it. “I need to find her.”
“And that’s my problem, how?”
His bored tone sparks salt on my already wounded ego and skyrockets my fury to epic proportions, so gripping the counter tight, I lean closer. “Octavius just told me to get the hell out. But I won’t do it without my friend.” He pales a little, stilling while pouring a new drink into a tall glass and swallowing hard. “So when you refuse to help me, you kind of make me go against his orders. You see what I mean?” He slowly nods. “Great. Let’s try it again then. Where is my friend?”
“She went to Remi’s VIP room with him.”
She did what?
Not that I can judge her much, all things considered. Remi is a certified psycho, and well…she won’t be too pleased once she gets to know how he’s connected with her twin and other details about the past. The last man on Earth who she should be interested in is Remi!
I should have never brought her here. “Thanks!” I spin around, ready to bolt after her upstairs, only to freeze when I see Florian standing in front of me.
He scans me from head to toe, lingering on my neck, and I quickly cover it up with my hand. My skin is still tender there. “Where is Remi’s VIP room?”
Amusement crosses his face while his green eyes stay absolutely dead, and despite the charming smile melting women all around him, so much power and fury coated in danger radiates from him. I step away a little, my back digging into the counter.
Handsome and deadly indeed, although what women see in him truly baffles me. How can they ogle him when Octavius is right there?
I raise my chin, refusing to think about the asshole who broke my spirit earlier and practically compared me to a whore he used to get off. “Well? Do you know?”
“It’s useless.”
“What’s useless?”
“Going to Remi’s room. Your friend just bolted outside a few seconds ago. I guess her date went as smoothly as yours.” He chuckles, sending chills down my spine for how hollow it is. “Expectations have the tendency to crush over the hard reality that’s life, wouldn’t you say, Isla?” Something coats his voice, but it’s hard for me to understand what, and I’m about to ask him how he knows my name, when Octavius's words from earlier ring in my ears.
My friends are vicious creatures. It’s better not to provoke them or me.
What the hell was on that video that has them all so angry with me? Do they participate in some illegal activities, and the Church Killer caught it on camera? Whatever it is complicates everything around me because it shows the serial killer plays a game with me and won’t stop until he gets what he wants.
God knows what else he has done in my name all this time, so I should be careful. Although with each passing second, I feel more defeated as his power seems too strong to fight on my own.
Even survivors can run out of their strength.
“I’ve no time for philosophical debates, Florian.” I try to step to the side to walk around him, but he blocks my movements. “I need to go,” I state the obvious, expecting him to drop this domineering act. I got the message loud and clear.
I’m not wanted here.
A gasp slips past my lips when he grabs my elbow hard, his fingers digging into my skin, and he brings me closer to him, lowering his voice by a few octaves so only I can hear him while warning laces every word he utters. “Whatever you do with Octavius in your spare time doesn’t concern me. Have all the fun you both want.”
“Let go of me,” I grit through my teeth, pulling at my elbow, but his hard grip allows no movement.
“However, if you ever try to blackmail any of us again, I’ll end you.” I still at this, blinking because, for the first time, something else pierces through the tension around us.
Fear.
A sense of doom hovers over me while my instincts yell at me to run far away from him. This man is a predator who would destroy anything in his wake, and right now, I’m vulnerable.
But also…it’s his eyes and calm posture. He issues threats as if he speaks about the weather, which means one thing.
Whatever he says goes. Having Florian Price as my enemy with one psycho already chasing after me is not only dangerous.
