Page 117 of Vegas Daddies

NowI’mclenchingmyfists.

Even Lifey, the one who knows how to play it pretty cool, nibbles his lip to refrain from saying something. Fuck, the urge to pick her up and take her home has never felt this pressing before. It’s just a ploy, I know.

But the men don’t know that.

“Come on.” Lifesaver tears us away.

Turning back feels like going against the laws of fucking physics.

“Bastard Russians are trying to mess with us.”

Levi appears from behind the purple curtain, but his eyes don’t meet ours. They’re stapled to some busty woman’s face instead, brows pinched as they go at one another verbally.

“You said it was just pole dancing,” he says angrily.

“Wouldn’t you like to see her with another gentleman, hm?” She’s Russian, and her amused eyes glow mean in red spotlights.

They’re messing with him?

Approaching the curtain, I feel like yanking the material away to outlet my anger, but I manage to muster some sort of self-restraint.

Levi follows after us and descends the staircase.

“Who’s she?” I ask.

“Who?”

“The woman with the Mount Everest-looking breasts?”

“She manages the girls. Vlad tells her what to do and?—”

“Vlad’s wife?” I snort. “The one you fucked?”

Levi’s silence is all the confirmation we need.

Suddenly it all makes sense.

The woman’s probably feeling upset after hearing that Levi wants Alice back. No wonder she’s telling Alice to lap dance and grind in men’s laps the night Levi happens to pay Ursula and Hook a visit. She serves revenge cold.

But so do the Venom Vultures.

“Down here,” Levi says, taking the lead.

We descend the stairs for another few minutes until we hit solid ground.

Coldness seeps into my bones. Surrounded by concrete, the space makes a perfect killing location, and being this far underground conceals sound.

Levi pulls out his phone and connects his device to a Wi-Fi network.

He taps on messages, scrolling down a long list of contacts until he locates Peter’s name. Opening up the chat, he finds a picture on his phone of Alice pole dancing, and hits send.

“This is your grand master plan?” Lifesaver says. “To piss off her father even more?”

The phone rings before Levi has time to even reply.

We all stare down at the screen.

Incoming call—Peter.

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