“That's enough out of you, Pet, don't make me punish you,” I heed. His eyes light up at my threat in hopes that it's a promise as well as a threat.
“What do you mean you wanna go on a... date?” The fucker looks panicked.What the hell, rude much? He would be lucky to have me as an actual date. Asshole.
“Well, Evie found something pretty big with the missing girls case, and you’re gonna help me see if we can get some information.”
“But why would I need to go on a date with you to get that?” Dean asks. Seriously, dude, the idea of going out with me shouldn’t be that much of a turn off.
“Because,” I grit out, getting annoyed with asshole number two. “There's a gala tomorrow night, andweare attending.”
“What gala?” he asks warily. Fuck this shit.
“Listen up, buddy. There are a bunch of old rich men that I was stupid enough to put in charge of the companies I took over after burning the old owners to the ground. I'm 99.9 percent positive that at least one, if not all of them, are behind the girls going missing. I have video proof. Or at least proof enough for me. So, you, being a young businessman yourself who is looking to build a good image for your company once it’s back up and running, will take me with you. I will cling to your fucking arm, bat my lashes like most of the gold diggers there, and say lots of nice and uplifting things about you, all while trying to get whatever information we can in regards to the missing girls. You are the leader of your company, so all the attention will be centered on you as the face of said company. You don't have a choice. This is how it's going to be,” I admonish him.
He just stands there, blinking at me. It seems I’ve stunned him. “Alright,” he calmly states.
I'm taken aback. “Wait, what? Just like that?”
“I'm not gonna argue about something so important. Your plan is a pretty good one. Only, won't they know who you are?” he cocks a brow.
“Not if I go in disguise,” I grin.
He nods in agreement. “That might work.”
“Trust me, I'm a good actress,” I wink.
“I have no doubt about that,” Neo says, amusement lacing his voice. I narrow my eyes at him.What the fuck does he mean by that?
He just laughs harder at my glower and drops a kiss on the top of my head before taking off to start his work. I just stand there, eyes wide.Did he... did he just... kiss me?I'm in shock. I'm almost never in shock. If this fucker thinks that what happened last night changes anything, he’s sorely mistaken.
“Umm...” I say, then turn back to the other two. They both have looks of surprise on their faces.
“Dude, better watch it before he gets his balls chopped off,” Axel says, cringing and cups himself like he imagined it happening to him before he follows after Neo.
“Well, then. I’m heading over to Redemption to start the elimination process. Turns out the only woman in that club who doesn't agree to the new rules under my ownership is Dina. Surprise, surprise,” I roll my eyes.
“So, you're really going to go with my suggestion?” Dean asks.
“Yeah, why not? It’s actually a good name,” I shrug.
“Glad I could help,” he nods, then turns around to find something to clean, while trying to hide a smile.
“Hey,” I shout. He stops and looks over his shoulder, his green eyes showing so many unsaid things, almost catching me off guard. “I’ll be getting ready at your place tomorrow. Be ready by 6,” I instruct.
He nods and walks away, and I find my eyes glued to his toned ass that looks especially biteable in his dress pants. I may not like the guy, but damn, I would sure love to watch him get on his knees and beg for his Queen.
Oh well, I plan on having my fun tomorrow night. He’s not even gonna know what hit him.
Dean
ADATE. TONIGHT, Iam going on a date with Harlow McKaven...
I don't think I’ve ever really been on a date. I haven't felt the need to get to know a woman well enough to go on one. I find my release in professional escorts. Not exactly the most traditional way, but I never really had the time to go out and meet women like my cousins did while I was busy running the company. I could just be with a woman, no strings attached, who was prepared to take care of my sexual needs how I saw fit. I had a few regular women who would come to me, all for different desires and all tested, so I didn't have to worry about catching any diseases. A very controlled and convenient way to have sex. Now, I’ve had a few very long sexless months and ever-growing blue balls.
Honestly, I’ve never even had a girlfriend before. The only woman I ever wanted, I ever had feelings for, I sent away. I banished her from our lives in hopes of saving her from the dark and twisted world we were transitioning into, but instead I ended up pushing her deeper into the belly of the beast.
From the moment I found out what my actions caused, I’ve been beating myself up, making it easy to lose the control I thrive on in my everyday life.
She pushes me, taunts me, gets under my skin. At first, I hated this new Harlow. She wasn't the quiet, compliant woman we all fell in love with back then. That I fell in love with. Now, she’s this wild, carefree, unhinged goddess.