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“Um, real estate sales?” I winced at my words.

He chuckled. “You’re such a sweet, innocent girl. That’s dangerous in our world. The devils seek the pure. You’re a moving target.”

“So I’ve been told.” I settled back in my seat; whatever moment there had been between us was gone.

Jeremy returned with the alcohol, and Klaus took it wordlessly. The man rushed away again as Klause opened the bottle and poured us some.

I took the glass and downed it, letting out a hiss of discontent, which only made Klaus chuckle.

“I would order you something more to your liking, but I do not trust people outside our clubs. Too many enemies.”

“Hence the sealed bottle,” I said as he poured me another glass.

He winked at me as I drank more slowly this time.

“Is there anywhere else we could go? This place is kinda lame.”

He studied me for a moment as if he were carefully considering his answer. “My place.”

“Your place? Do you have better alcohol there?”

“Infinitely.” He kept his blue eyes trained on me.

I licked my lips. “What will we do while we’re there?”

“Whatever you want.”

“Anything I want?”

“Within reason.” His lips twitched in the corners.

“O-OK. Let’s go.”

He stood and offered me his hand. I took it and allowed him to lead me out of our booth.

“Mr. Seeley,” Jeremy rushed forward. “Is there anything wrong? We can offer more alcohol. Perhaps a room in the back for you and your lady?—”

Jeremy’s words were cut off as Klaus’s hand moved lightning fast and wrapped around his throat. The man’s eyes widened, and his face turned a brilliant shade of red.

“Doesmy ladylook like the type who fucks in a backroom at a mediocre establishment?” he snarled.

“S-Sorry,” Jeremy rasped, gripping desperately at Klaus’s wrist as he continued to hold him in place.

“This place is now mine,” Klaus continued.

I didn’t like this. We were having a nice evening, mostly, and this wasn’t what I wanted to witness.

I inserted myself between Klaus and Jeremy.

“Klaus?” I called out.

His attention snapped down to me.

“Can we maybe not kill people tonight? I-I want to go to your place. We could play Monopoly since you like taking establishments. I-I’ll let you have Park Place.”

He released Jeremy, who stumbled back, sputtering and clutching at his throat. Klaus’s hands landed on my waist, a look in his eyes that made my heart jump.

“You’re trouble,” he murmured, shaking his head.