"Get your f*cking hands off me, Luke!" Garrett snarled once they were clear of the hospitals exit doors.

Brushing off his suit, he spun around facing the younger man.

"I'm sorry, Boss" Luke offered, hands up in surrender.  "I caught word that the actual cops were on their way to arrest you so I interfered with some men you had paid off."

With a grunt, Garrett turned his back on Luke, swiping a hand down his mouth.  "This ruins everything!" He growled.  "Now Erin thinks I've been arrested and my plans have to go on hold again!"

"You'll figure something out, Boss," Luke attempted to encourage retrieving Garrett's cell out of his pocket and returning it.

Once they were in the car heading back to the compound, Garretts phone rang.

"Yeah," He snarled.  Silence loomed in the vehicle as he listened, pinching the bridge of his nose.  "Uh-huh...I'll be on the next flight."

"What is it, Boss?"

"Trouble," Garrett stated.  "We need to get to Chicago."

****

"Attention ladies and gentlemen,"  Garrett's voice boomed through the lit dance hall.  "My name is Garrett Falladori and I am the new owner of this nightclub."

Dancers, waitresses and bartenders all shifted uncomfortably, murmuring softly to each other.

"Where is the Boss?" A shy voice asked from the back of the crowd of employees.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Garrett prepared for the onslaught.  "He's...indisposed...arrested for criminal acts.  We were work associates and he's left me in charge of the club.  So I'm the Boss now."

"What does that mean for us?"  One of the dancers asked among the louder murmurs, arms thrown up in frustration.

Garrett shoved his hands into the pockets of his slacks.  "It means... none of you are suspects but changes are in order.  I will be diligently interviewing, reviewing all of you, possibly shifting who fulfills what position depending on past performance and your time with me."

****

"How long have you worked here, Diamond?" Garrett asked, sitting behind the large sleek, black desk, scribbling notes from the previous interview.

The tall, slender dancer sauntered toward one of the chairs in front of the desk, slowly sitting and clasping her hands on her lap. 

"I've uh...been here since we opened a few months ago," Diamond answered seductively crossing her slender legs.  "But before than, I worked at the club in LA."

"Mhmm..." Garrett hummed, fervently taking notes.

Several knocks sounded against the door earning a growled "What!"

"Boss," Jerry, Garrett's second sighed as he crossed the room.  He handed Garrett an iPad with a news article open on the screen.  "This announcement was just made.  I uh...thought you'd want to see it."

Taking the device, Garrett leaned back in the chair exhaling heavily through his nose.  Cerulean orbs quickly scanned the article, brows slowly creasing, lips turning down then curling into a sneer.

New Museum Dedicated to Medieval History To Open This Summer

    Liam O'Hagan and his wife Erin stand in front of the chosen building that will be converted to Liam's dream project.  Their goal is to open the new museum before the birth of their child.

Standing there with that man from her hospital room, arms entangled around Erin, hands cupping the just beginning to swell belly. Fingers gripped the iPad so hard Garrett's fingers turned white.  Rising swiftly and in a flash he hurled the device across the room sending Jerry down to duck out of the way.  Diamond squealed throwing herself down to the floor just as the crash of the shattering device hit their ears.  There was more to the article but Garrett had seen enough.  Now it would be even more difficult to reach his goal.

Cautiously Diamond rose to her feet, shyly, slowly strolling her way around the desk posing herself between a heavy with anger Garrett and his desk.  She leaned back onto the desk and kicked of a stiletto heeled shoe then stretched her leg to gently rub her foot over Garrett's crotch.  It didn't take long before she felt the area harden.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Garrett groaned, head leaning back into the leather chair.

Diamond bit her lower lip, coaxing her foot firmer.  "Helping relieve some tension.  That was my other job for the Boss." Adam's apple bobbing as Garrett watched Diamond slip a hand down the front of her body, pushing aside the center of her thong.  With a loud moan, Diamond grinned down at him.

With a swift jolt, Garrett swiped her foot away and grabbed her wrist.  "On your knees."

****

Soft knocks at the door had Garrett glancing upward, mumbling "Come in."  The visitor softly cleared her throat, staying close to the door.

"Allison?" Garrett grumbled, eyes glued to the financial books in front of him.

"Y-yes," She answered.

When he finally looked up, Garrett's jaw dropped.  Golden honey tanned skin peaked out from under the black silky robe tightly wrapped around her slender from.  Brown locks were tied up into a bun atop her round face, deep chocolate eyes blinking at him from across the room.  He had watched this girl dance before and was completely mesmerized from afar.  Up close, she was even more breathtaking.

Clearing his throat, Garret forced out, "How long have you worked for the club?"

"Um...a year?" She mumbled, eyes casting down as she twiddled her fingers.  "Asher b-bought me..."

"Bought you?" Garrett pressed, finally rising and crossing the room.  Allison nodded then stepped back, until she was pressed against the wall. "You danced?"

Again she nodded but added, "Among other duties..."

Garrett's jaw clenched.  Over his months since taking over, he had come to figure out what that meant.  Asher truly was a sex addict.  There hadn't been a single dancer he hadn't f*cked, some regularly, others just to keep them in fear.  Then again, Garrett had made the rounds through most of them, too.  Those others had been to simply get off.  This one, Allison, stirred something deep within him.

"Dance for me," His husky voice cut through the tense silence.

Eyes locked together, Allison swallowed after licking her lips slowly.  Easing around Garrett, she made her way toward the golden pole adorning the curved sofa at the far end of the office.  The other girls had shared this was Garrett's routine.

Swirling around the pole, Allison began her typical routine as Garrett poured a drink, sipping deeply as he made his way toward the couch sitting in the center.  Slowly Allison eased the tie of her robe undone, letting the silk fall to the floor.  A soft, sharp inhale sounded as the air was sucked out of Garrett's lungs.  She was even more beautiful than he imagined.

"Come here," Garrett's husky voice commanded. Obediently, Allison did.  Tugging her by the wrist, she tumbled onto his lap, conveniently straddling him.  "Take your hair down." 

The nutty brown locks tumbled down her back, grazing her hips.  After shaking it loose, Garrett dove his fingers through the tendrils cradling her head in his large hand.

"I-is this when you f*ck me?" Allison asked breathily, lips daringly close, so close Garrett's hot breath fanned her lips.

"Is that what you want?" He countered, eyes flicking down to her parted lips.

"It's all I've known. A year here, three years with being  passed to my Uncle's employees," She spat bitterly.  "You're no different, Falladori."

Wow.  She called him on his bullshit.  A smirk tugged at Garrett's lips as his fingers curled tighter into her hair.

"I've made so many mistakes," Garrett confessed in a hushed tone.  "I am tired of repeating them.  Let me give you a better life."

"Why me?" Allison asked, brow furrowing ignoring Garrett's wandering hands over her bare back.

"I've watched you since the club reopened.  You are a hard worker but...broken...like me."  Allison squirmed uncomfortably.  "Be exclusively mine.  No one else will touch you."

Unsure if this was a mistake or not, Allison hesitantly, nodded.  "OK."

Garrett grinned widely, tilting his head to hungrily claim her lips.

****

There you have it! Garrett and Allison will return in the third book! Yes! You read that correctly!

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