Page 31 of Under The Greek's Protection

I swiveled my head to see Vixen, the blonde bombshell dancer who I’d spent many nights with, blowing her back out. Frank used to wake up every time we saw her, but now, nothing.

“Vixen,” I dryly say.

“Here is your water, Mr. Kourakos,” Ebony states, behind me.

“Thanks, Ebony,” I tell her as I turn to take the bottle from her. She smiles.

When I face the crowd again, Vixen is standing right in front of me.

“It was good seeing you again, Vixen.”

She moves closer, then places her hand on my chest. “You know, when I heard you had gotten married, I didn’t believe it, but since your brother is giving you a bachelor party and by the ring on your finger, I guess has to be true.”

“It is very true. Now, if you will excuse me.” I move to the side but she follows.

Vixen removes her hand, then presses her large, surgically enhanced breasts into me. She stares up at me before saying, “Just because you’re married, doesn’t mean we still can’t have our fun from time to time. You know I’m only a phone call away.”

Before I could tell her ass there was no chance in hell I would be calling her, my heart sinks when I hear, “Who’s your little friend, Alistair?” Hailey.

My head whips in her direction. There she stands looking stunning in a melon colored mini dress that is off her shoulders. The tone of the dress compliments her radiant brown skin. Nina and Janae are behind her with displeased expressions.

“Η καρδι? μου (my heart), what are you doing here,” I question with surprise, moving Vixen to the side, then hold my hand out to her.

Hailey momentarily looks down at it before accepting. I draw her to me, then kiss her brow.

“So, this is the Misses,” Vixen sarcastically quizzes looking Hailey up and down. “Aren’t you a lucky lady. I’m Vixen. Alistair and I have quite a history together. Congratulations.” She offers Hailey her hand with a smirk.

Hailey smiles at her as she raises her left hand, getting ready to shake Vixen’s but stops, then flashes her ring at her.

“Yes, I am Mrs. Kourakos, and whatever history you and my husband may have had, is nonexistent, because I am the leading lady in his life now,” Hailey says in a matter of fact tone, making me proud.

Vixen drops her hand, glaring at the ring, then at Hailey. “So sad, you’re like all the other wives. They think that they’re number one, but at the end of a hard day’s work, their husbands find their way here for me to release all that pent up stress, before going home to their vanilla wives...or in your case chocolate.”

“Oh, I know she didn’t just say that?” Nina hisses as she and Janae take a step forward. I hold up my hand stopping them, then tightening my arm around Hailey, who is ready to leap at Vixen.

“What’s going on over here,” Zar asks as he and Mike appear, taking hold of their wives.

“Glad you asked, dear Brother. I was just about to explain to Vixen that my wife will always be my number one Lady. She and the others may have thought they had a chance of holding that position, but they were only something to play with until my true love came along, and if she talks slick out of mouth again, the Elite will have one less employee.”

Vixen gasps, bucking her eyes.

“I see,” Zar says, focusing on Vixen. “Vixen, why don’t you take the rest of the night off.”

“What? All I did was congratulate her,” she tries to convince.

“Girl, please. If that’s what you wanted to do, then you should’ve left that unnecessary bullshit out of it. You think she wanted to hear about her husband possibly cheating with your trifling ass, or that you think you have enough power between your legs for him to do so,” Janae snaps.

Vixen shoots daggers at Janae. If I were her, I wouldn’t push Janae’s buttons. I know for a fact, she can throw hands, but Vixen isn’t me.

“I was telling her the truth. Just because she’s wearing that ring, doesn’t mean shit! Alistair and Xander are the biggest hoes in here. Do you honestly think he’s going to give up all this free pussy walking around here just because he told her ‘I do’? Yeah, right! And when he gets tired of her ass, I’ll be right here waiting for him!”

Before anyone could react, Hailey had slipped from my grip, knocking the shit out of Vixen. Vixen falls to the ground, screaming as she held her face. The Deejay cut the music, as all focus lands on us.

“Say something else bitch, so I can fuck you up again,” Hailey threatens as I wrap both my arms around her. “Let me go, Alistair. I’m not going to touch her again, but I need to let these females in here know who they’re dealing with.”

Reluctantly I let her go, with Zar looking at me as if I haven’t already lost my mind.

“Listen up,” Hailey starts, with Nina and Janae at her sides. “I am Hailey Kourakos, wife of Alistair Kourakos. I don’t care which one of you slept with my husband before me! All I know is, that shit won’t happen again.” She points to Vixen. “That shit right there, is just the tip of the iceberg compared to what I’ll do if I find out one of you pushed up on him again. He is mine, and I dare one of you to try to take him.”

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