Page 5 of Alpha Billionaire Boss Daddy

One of the screamers turns around, stumbling as he does. “He’s not letting me inside.” He points his thumb over his shoulder towards one of the officers on the clock, and growls at me. “I’m a paying customer, I should be allowed inside.”

“No, sir, you shouldn’t. We can deny you entrance to the casino if you are visibly intoxicated, which you are, so I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

The men surrounding him chuckle and it only irritates me further. I glance at my watch, acting as if I have somewhere else to be, and throw my head back with a sigh. “Let’s not make this harder than it has to be.”

“Ooh, big shot over here!” The chunkier of the men hollers, catching the attention of guests entering the building. “What are you going to do?”

I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes. “What are your names?”

As they rattle off their names, I make sure to cut a glance at the officer each time and watch as he writes each one down. I give them a big smile, smacking their backs harder than necessary, and lean forward. “Here’s what I’m going to do. Blacklist you from all of my establishments going forward. How does that sound?”

Their gazes widen at my statement and their mouths pop open, while the clearly drunk guy scoffs. “Your establishment?” He elbows one of his buddies and says, “Can you believe this guy?”

God, I’m so sick of people today. I rip my phone out and dial the line to security, it won’t be long after I make the call that the entrance is swarming with them.

“Firefly Security,” Denny growls into the line.

“Denny, do you think you could send your guys out to the front for me?”

“Sure thing, boss, what’s going on?”

“Just a couple of guys who won’t leave after I’ve asked them multiple times to do so. One’s especially combative.”

“On it, just give me a minute.”

“Make it quick, Denny.”

“Okay, they’re on their way out, boss. Make sure you give them a good scare while you’re waiting!” He hollers through the line before letting out a gut wrenching cough. “It only takes a few minutes for the security team to show up, and they escort each of the guys back out the door. I don’t spare another minute on the floor and instead head back up to the office. No one bothers me as I walk past, probably sensing that I’m not in the mood for anyone’s shit this morning, and I make it back into my office without being stopped. Franny pokes her head inside the door a few minutes later, rushing in with my usual breakfast and a stack of papers that I need to sign.

“Thanks, Fran, can you make sure I’m not bothered the rest of the day?”

She nods. “Of course. Do you need me to cancel the meeting this afternoon?”

I shake my head. “That’s not necessary. I just need a little while to decompress.”

As soon as she shuts the door behind her my mind falls onto Casey. I’ve spent most of my life barely paying her any attention, not wanting to go down that road with my best friend’s sister, and now I can’t get her out of my head. All because I had to go and break the one stupid rule Dominic ever had for me – don’t touch his sister.

I’m not sure there was any inch of her body I didn’t touch.

Her curves felt just right under my hold, and the way she rocked against me as she chased her release? I love a woman who knows exactly what she wants and that’s what Casey gave me last night. She silently begged for everything I was giving her, wanting more and more. My dick aches in my pants with the desire to be deep inside of her again, feel her walls as they clench around me.

I’m an idiot.

That’s all I know at this point.

Now that I’ve had her, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop craving her, and that’s not good for either of us.

My phone rings again and I roll my eyes before answering it. “Yeah?”

Fran clears her throat. “Uh, yes, sir, I know you said you didn’t want to be bothered but there’s a young woman out here insisting that you told her to come.”

“Who is it?”

“Casey St. James.”

“Send her in, thank you.” I hang the phone up and take a deep breath. I’m in no way prepared to see Casey again after last night.

I’d stand up as she walks through the door, but that wouldn’t be the best choice right now, considering the way my dick’s reacting to her. She keeps her head bowed down as she rushes through the spacious room and heaves out a rough sigh as she sits down in a leather chair. Her hair is pulled into a knot on her head, and she’s wearing yoga pants with an oversized t-shirt.

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