Page 12 of Craving Danger

“Even though we live in a city with a population of eight million, it’s hard meeting like-minded people, and dating apps aren’t my cup of tea.”

I glance to the side and lock eyes with one of the staff members who’s standing with his arms crossed over his chest while watching us.

Wow. They really take security seriously here.

Even though he’s dressed the same as all the other staff, it’s clear as daylight the man spends a lot of time in the gym by the way his clothes fit his body.

I’m still staring at the staff member when he walks away. There’s something familiar about how he moves, but then the server pulls my attention away as a martini is placed on the table between Doyle and me.

Chapter 5

Franco

Walking toward the main section ofParadiso, my thoughts are filled with Miss Blakely.

The woman actually impressed me today.

From the moment I got to the office until we left, she worked so fast I struggled to keep up. It became a fucking competition, and the pace was relentless.

A smile threatens to tug at the corner of my mouth because today Miss Blakely was the kind of PA I’ve been looking for since I started the company.

Entering the main room, my eyes drift over the members who are enjoying drinks. I notice a new man talking to a blonde, and as I keep walking, her face starts to come into view.

When I have a direct view of her, my feet come to a halt, and my lips part with shock.

What the fuck?

I watch as my PA smiles awkwardly at her partner.

What the hell is she doing here?

It takes a lot to shock me, but seeing my PA atParadisohas stunned me senseless.

This is the last place I expected to see Miss Blakely.

Suddenly, her eyes meet mine and every muscle in my body freezes.

It’s okay. She won’t recognize you.

Instead of just glancing at me, Miss Blakely tilts her head and continues to stare.

Turning around, I stalk to the security room and take up position in front of the security monitors for the main floor.

“Zoom in on Samantha Blakely,” I order.

A moment later I have a closeup view of my PA and the man she’s been paired with.

“Bring me her file,” I order to no one specific.

Miss Blakely looks beautiful in the little black dress she’s wearing, and when she smiles at her partner, a frown forms on my forehead.

Is she into kinky sex?

The image of Miss Blakely being fucked by the two men Mrs. Gilbert loves so much flits through my mind, and I feel a little nauseous.

“Here’s the file, sir,” Brian says.

I take the folder, and opening it, my eyes dart over Miss Blakely’s personal information. When I get to the section highlighting her choice of partner and preferences, my frown darkens.

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