We were both surprised as we watched them walk in on the security cameras. I heard Lorenzo’s intake of breath while I just barely withheld my own.
Sofia was standing there dressed in a yellow dress made to tempt a man. It was so short that I could practically see her butt cheeks as she danced. I growled every time I saw her tug the dress down. The front was more conservative. While her breasts were both fully covered, there is a small triangle cut out that starts at her cleavage and goes down to just above her navel.
Just seeing her caused my dick to take notice. Watching her dance all night made it throb consistently.
I was at Crimson to take care of some of paperwork. Being one of the five night clubs that I own in the city, I try to stop by once a month to take care of any paperwork that is needed. Unfortunately, as soon as she walked through the door, nothing else could hold my attention.
I stayed away because my men were right. I didn’t want anything serious from her, but I also would put her in danger. While I like to think of myself as cold and uncaring, the thought of harm coming to such a beautiful woman because of me caused me guilt.
I think about others I have messed with in the past. They were all beautiful too, but I didn’t care about them. No. The thought of Sofia getting harmed is what caused guilt to eat at me. It wasn’t just any woman, but I didn’t want to think about that.
So instead of leaving like a weaker man would do, I sat there and watched her through the security system along with Lorenzo and Giovanni. Lo looked like he was fighting like me to get out there. Gio was the only one who was calm.
When we saw a man step out and stop the women, neither Lo nor I hesitated. We were out of the room before you could say hi. Gio walked calmly behind us as he worked to clear the hallway. Most people scampered away when they took one look at mine or Lo’s face. The ones who thought to stay and see the show left when Gio talked to them.
Before I knew it, I was standing behind Sofia, touching her back. Her smell floated over to me and damn it if I didn’t want to take her right then and there. I have never had a woman before so intoxicating to me. The citrus smell mixed with a smell uniquely hers is the most heavenly thing that I have ever smelt before.
Then she leans into me which distracts me from the threat in front of me. FBI Agent Richard Stoneman. Transferred from Phoenix specifically to work on a task force assigned to the Mafia.
Then she tells me who he is. I know, but her loyalty and honestly means a lot. When he begins to spit his words at her, she begins to shake. I thought this was her ex, but it is clear he is not.
After he is ushered out of the club, I escort Sofia to my office as Lo escorts her friends.
I sit her in my chair and yell to Gio to get the girls water. I kneel in front of Sofia and take her hands
“You okay, Tesoro?”
“Yeah. How did you know he was FBI?”
I chuckle. She obviously went through something traumatic back in Phoenix and yet she sits here curious about what I know.
“I just knew.” Gio hands me a bottle, which I give to Sofia. “Drink. It will make you feel better. Sober you up a bit more.”
“Why are you here?” She asks as she twists off the cap and then hesitates before she drinks.
I watched her all night. She paid attention to the bartender as he made each drink and made sure she watched her drink even when it was in her hand. At first, I was jealous of the bartender and almost fired him. That was before I realize my girl was smart.
My Girl. Fuck.
I can’t keep having these thoughts. There was a reason I left her alone the past two weeks.
“It’s okay. Drink. I wouldn’t roofie you.”
The surprise shows on her face, but she takes a drink.
“As for your other question, I own this club along with four others here in the city.”
She chokes as she sets the bottle down. I lean up and clap her a couple of times on the back.
“You okay?”
“You own Crimson?”
“I do.”
“Were you why we were on the list?”
I grit my teeth. I wish I could say yes, but I won’t lie to her.
