Page 5 of Harmonizing Hearts

“It says we should move to LA. Is this mandatory?” I ask, my eyes skirting to Dex and Jillian. “I mean, we have a business in Vegas and I can’t just leave it.” That’s not a problem. I have Mike and Sasha to manage it and my presence is not required.

“It’s not mandatory, but we’ll have a lot of work to do and I guess you can ask your managers to look over Royal Casino Club, at least for a week. If you want to go back and forth daily from here to Vegas, then it’s up to you.”

She knows about Royal? How? It’s not that we are that big but still our is a tridimensional and unique place.

Jillian’s voice makes me snap my head at him. “The problem is mine,” she confesses. “We live together and moving here will be a nightmare.”

“That’s not a problem at all, SMD will take care of your accommodations. If you want to move on your own or share the same house, again, it’s up to you. Just let me know.” Angel smiles but I can see her staring at Jill. We need to tell her; I don’t want news to ever leap. Jill wouldn’t overcome it again.

“In that case we need to talk about it.” Angel moves her eyes on me and I mutterprivately. Her nod makes me relax. “As for Royal, I have it covered, music is my life and I want to give it a proper shot.”

“Awesome. We have a no drugs clause, which means if you test positive, the contract ends right away.”

Fair enough. Not that we use any. Cigarettes and alcohol yes, but nothing more. We all nod in response.

“Take your time to discuss if you want to move here. Either you live together or not, you’ll each have a personal bodyguard.” She stands up and points to the guy on the left, “He’s Chris, our head of security and my bodyguard, then we have Luke, Em’s shadow, Venya, Trevor, Bob, Steven and Duncan.”

Why does Emma have a bodyguard?“My pleasure, I’m Jax, he’s Dex, Jillian, Charlie and Liam.”

“We’ll talk about security stuff in a second moment.” Angel nods to Emma. “William is one of our producers and Jake is my brother and my left hand and last, but not less important, Harold is one of our legals.” One by one they shake our hands while staying in silence. “I’ll handle your schedule both with Emma’s help. She’s our best resource, event planner and media manager. If you need help, advice, anything at all, she’s the girl for you.”

“We’re not that popular to need all that help but thank you.” Jill moves closer to the table curious to see what’s in the second folder in front of us. I want to know that too.

Angel smiles. “Oh, trust me, in her hands you’ll get over the top in weeks, isn’t it, Emma?”

“No doubts about it.” She nervously flicks the pen. “I found little information about Darkest Symphony, which would have been okay if you’d be a brand new band.”

“Good point.” Angel adds, “Our team has collected your backstory, but we need to know more about you.”

Peering at my hands I move my thumbs in circles. “Music has always been my way to hide from reality, and when I met the lot I knew they were my family. I play some instruments and write the lyrics. I’ve taken classes both with vocal coaches and music itself to improve my skills. To be fair we all did.” I look at all of them. “I wanted to make sure we all have the best skills to do something special but we haven’t aimed that high until now.”

“That explains why you are so good at using your voice.” William nods.

“I wasn’t that lucky to study music from childhood but after fifteen years I’m proud of myself,” I admit, suddenly regretting what I said. All of them are wealthy people who have studied in exclusive schools.

“I like it. How did you guys meet?” Emma’s voice echoes in the room. I can’t help but look at her. The feeling that I’ve already met her gets stronger. But where?

“We have known each other for ten years if not more.” Charlie points to Liam and me. “Dex joined us ten years ago and Jillian five. She was a model and performed in one of Royals’ open mic. It was hard to find and convince her to join us, but she had that special touch and craziness we needed for the band.”

“I think I’ve been at Royals, it’s an interesting place and drinks are the cherry on top.” William peers at me with a nod.

“Apparently I’m the only one who hasn't been there. Em said the same.” Angel smiles. “I may bribe Matthew to give me a tour this Saturday.”

“You should, the club is sublime.” Emma nods excitedly while her cell phone pings.

My eyes are on her.Is it possible I’ve seen her there?My heart flutters as an image pops in my head of a woman tied up.Deliciously sinful. But still, have I or is it just my deepest desire to see her tied up? “It’ll be a pleasure to have you as my guests.”

The moment I saw Jax’s name in my agenda, I knew I was in trouble. Big time. I’m not sure if life has a bad sense of humor or if I’m jinxed. I mean, I shouldn’t have been surprised at all since it was me who pointed the band to Vocal Keys. It was pretty hard to leave fliers around everywhere at Royals without being noticed. First time I spotted them was during a night with a wannabe who pretended to be a Dominant. Their performance gave me goosebumps and with Vocal Keys scouting for bands and singers, I pushed my luck. I tried to talk to him but it seemed to be impossible. The man has a pretty busy life and he was never alone. I did the dumbest thing I could, and dressed up, wore a wig and tried to somehow get his attention. It wasn’t easy but when he offered me a drink, I knew I did it. What was supposed to be a single chat though got out of my hand and I didn’t want to back off.

Good thing is he hasn’t recognized me and if I’m lucky and wise, he won’t. I just have to pretend he wasn’t my first heavenly fuck I have ever had and made me feel like a woman in an exceedingly long time. Easy to say, especially when you have the biggest crush ever on the man who never dates, never kisses, and uses women for his own pleasure.

His rules, not mine.

Too bad my heart didn’t get them and now he’s standing in front of me while chatting with my boss and best friend.

“Are you okay?” William's voice startles me, making me squeak. The chatter stops and everyone turns to look at me.

Holding my iPad close on my chest I peer at William and nod. “Yep.”

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