But I plan on talking to Brandon. How can I not?
I trusted this shady motherfucker, had him running my security at my club, and he betrayed me.
Sugar too.
I call Roman and fill him in on everything and tell him to meet me at Club Greed. Once he gets over the shock of finding out Chloe was undercover, he says he’ll call Ledger and tell him to meet us there. I hang up and hop in my car. This ends tonight.
I won’t let Brandon and Sugar get away with murderingmygirls. And I won’t let Brandon hurt Chloe or use her as a pawn in his prostitution ring.
She’s mine to protect. I know she’s a detective, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m in love with her and don’t want anything to happen to her.
I slow my car as I think about my feelings for the woman who’s been lying to me.
She probably never cared about me at all.
It was all one-sided.
Even though we are over, and will never be together, I still have to make sure she doesn’t get herself killed. Brandon’s a dangerous man, and I need to take him down. Once and for all.
When I pull up to the club, Roman’s already standing near the front entrance.
“Ledger should be here in a few,” he says as I step out of my car.
“Good.”
We enter the club, and Adele stops her conversation with a member to head our way. I ignore her smile and keep walking.
“Devereaux, what’s going on?” she asks, rushing behind us because we’re charging through this place like a bat outta hell.
I don’t bother answering her, my eyes seeking out Brandon instead.
Ledger appears beside us, telling her we’ll explain later.
“Dev?” Adele is still asking. “What’s going on?”
“Where’s Brandon?” I roar.
Adele’s eyes pop open like an owl. “He’s in the VIP rooms. With Sugar. The roleplay room.”
Roman, Ledger, and I head in that direction. I glance over at the servers in the side station as I make my way toward the red rope that leads to the VIP rooms. Raven’s not behind the bar and it makes me wonder where she is on a busy night like tonight.
We make our way to the roleplay room and enter without knocking.
Everyone inside jumps when we barge in, but Brandon and Sugar are nowhere to be found.
I leave the room and that’s when I see them, standing not too far away.
I charge at Brandon.
“You motherfucker,” I shout before connecting my fist to his jaw. “How could you kill them?” I raise my fist to hit him again, but Ledger holds me back.
“Let the cops deal with him,” Ledger says as I try to break free from his hold.
“Did you kill them?” Roman says, kicking Brandon while he’s down.
Chaos ensues with Sugar screaming at the top of her lungs. Everyone in the VIP room rushes out, wanting a piece of the action.
“Call 9-1-1,” someone yells over the ruckus.