Page 52 of Queen Of Dark Money

Inever wanted to stop feeling it.

KissingtheSinclairgirl felt like this.Heady, out of control, dangerous.I’dsipped briefly of her bottomless fountain, andIwas already hooked.

Fuck.

Icouldn’t afford to fall into her trap, couldn’t dare fuck up this bad beforeIeven got off the ground.Ihad a good thing going for myself.Ididn’t need a complication like her.

Butmy dick didn’t care.

Iwanted to sink into her, feel her clench around me, know what it was to ruin such an innocent, out-of-reach woman.Butif theKingshad their way, they’d use her as leverage against her father, trade her off for control of the city, and that’d be that.

Ididn’t want her to callEddySinclair.Ididn’t want her to go just yet.Shewas fun and refreshing in a wayIhadn’t experienced in a while.

Butshe wasn’t mine.Andshe never would be.

Thephone on my passenger seat rang out, shrill and annoying in the silence of my cab.Ididn’t have time to pick it up, so it was a damn good thingI’dconnected it to the hands-free system.Iclicked the answer button on my steering wheel and sighed, anticipating the man on the other end of the line.

“Whatdo you want,Stone?”

JasperStone’schuckle filled my car asIslowed my speed, preparing to make the loop a complete circle from whereIgot on this expressway and hop back off. “Howare you enjoying the little packageIleft you?”

Irolled my eyes. “Howdid you get in my fucking apartment?”

“I’llnever tell,” he taunted me, his words as childish as the sentiment behind them. “Moreto the point, has she fucked with you yet?”

Imissed half of the words, and my brain heard‘has she fucked you yet?’instead of what he’d actually said.Ididn’t process the words fully beforeIanswered.

“No, but not for lack of trying.”Hewas silent for a minute, andIdidn’t like the emptiness in the conversation, soIfilled him in on the orders fromSoldierand theKingsto fill the void. “TheKingswant her to reach out toSinclair.Somethingabout him not believing we actually have her or something.Sohe left me with her fucking purse and orders to encourage a supervised call.”Iran over all the complications with that plan in my head momentarily. “Howmuch of the outside of the club did she see?”

“Iwasn’t exactly discreet with bringing her there,Blake.”

Iswore under my breath.AsifIneeded one more reason to hate this fucker. “Seriously?Soyou don’t respect anyone’s privacy but your own, is that it,Stone?”

Icouldn’t let her callSinclair, not when she knew damn well where she was.IfIdid,I’dhave to make it very clear she couldn’t say certain things on that phone.Ididn’t know how many peopleEddySinclairhad in his pocket, but it rivaled theKingsenough to threaten their control ofKhulaCity, so it had to be a significant amount.

Probablya list of peopleIdidn’t care to cross.

Stonecleared his throat, suddenly sounding uncomfortable. “Listen,I’vegot to go.Businesscalls.”Icould hear the clinking of ice in a glass in the background.

“Sure.Business.Gotit.TelltheGooseIsaid hello.”

“Honkhonk, asswipe,” he growled, disconnecting the call.Heplanned to get soused, if his parting demeanor was any indication.AndIcouldn’t blame him.IfI’ddumped all my problems on someone else and had my house to myself again,I’dget soused, too.

Hell, ifIdidn’t have to keep such a close eye on the bitch,I’dtip a bottle or three back myself.

Iguided my sports car off the expressway and onto the main road fromSouthEndtoNorthEndwithout stopping.Thegarage was ten minutes out, and the club another five away from that.I’drather walk the distance between the two than park anywhere near the low lives who frequented my dives.Thisparticular club was on the seedier end of town and constantly had problems with thieves trying to hit it for a quick flip.They’dlifted a cash register, some personal belongings of a couple of strippers, and assaulted three of my girls.I’dpaid them compensation for the belongings, settled with them for a fair sum for their suffering, and transferred the ones who wanted to stay to a more upscale joint across town.ButifIdidn’t straighten this shit out,I’dlose more than just girls.I’dlose business.

Icouldn’t afford to lose business.

Igreeted my guyTonyat the side door and set my mind to work mode.Iwould figure out what was happening here ifIhad to spend all night perusing the footage with two guys at the doors.

Iwas nothing if not dedicated.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

KENZIE

Ididn’t wake to the rays of the sun in this place.Cometo think of it,Ihadn’t seen a single window in the entire apartment.Itwas probably one of these interior spots meant to be used as a bachelor owner’s crash pad or maybe a fuck den to rent out to high-end clientele.I’donce worked at a club in my hometown with one of the same spots.Itwasn’t as nicely furnished, but it had a huge bed, and a fully stocked kink cabinet.

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