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She glares at him from behind her shoulder, then proceeds inside. “It wasonetime, and he deserved it.”

“He did…”

I make my way to the last row of tables and settle in, watching as she disappears into the back of the stage.

Though I don’t want it to, my dick jerks at the thought of seeing her bare again.

Women come and go, dancing to a beat I don’t care to hear. But as soon as I see her, my breath catches and my eyes stay glued to hers.

She doesn’t know me.

It’s better that way.

Nothing good ever comes from knowing a man like me.

CHAPTER SIX

KAYLA

His eyes are on me.Dark and brooding, jaw tensing every time he watches me round the pole while I purposely stare directly at him, enjoying his intensity.

I don’t know why I’m even looking at him, but it’s as though I can’t help myself.

Is he my type? Do I even know what my type is?

He is attractive, though. The women here think so, at least. Coco asked me if he was my boyfriend. Wouldn’t that be ridiculous? Considering he gets paid to spy on me.

The song changes, and he folds his arms over his chest, trying to keep his eyes on mine instead of my body.

I have to give him an A for effort.

But I like the attention, if I’m honest. He likes what he sees. I can easily tell he does. But knowing he can’t have it? Well, that excites me.

Unlike before, in my old life, these men can’t have me. They get to watch. Want. Then go home. And if they try anything, they’ll die for it.

When that thought crosses my mind, I wonder if I could do it again. If I could take a life. Would it be easier this time?

But I can’t do that again. I can’t call Michael and have him clean up after me. He’d be furious.

Before I can think more of it, the MC introduces another girl.

I head for the back, seeing Chris rise to his feet and follow me.

When he tries to cross beyond the curtain, the security guard stops him. “Can’t go past me, buddy.”

While Chris shoots his attention to me, I get a thrilling idea.

He must’ve discovered something in my gaze, because he narrows his. “Kayla. Tell him who I am.”

“Never seen him before.” I wink and head to the back, hearing his thundering growl as I quickly change into my clothes.

Hoping he doesn’t catch me, I grab my handbag and rush toward my car, jumping inside. Just as I roll down the street, I see his fiery gaze through my rearview.

CHRIS

This girl is trouble. She may not know it, but I do.

I watched her watching me as she danced. That sinful body swirling around the pole, her hips gyrating seductively as she flipped that luscious hair over her head, refusing to look away. She wanted me hard for her, and I was.

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