“Okay, Boss.”
“Richie?” I called out.
“Yeah, Boss?”
“Find out everything you can about Alice Fallon.”
“Right away, Boss.”
I sucked on my cigar as I recalled seeing Alice for the first time. She had curves like nothing I’ve ever seen before on a chick. She was fuckingsmoking hot. Her eyes were a pale green, and her platinum hair sat in waves on her slender shoulders. Her tits were perky, and her lips were plump and natural.
But her attitude floored me.
I had killed people for less.
“Boss.”
Richie’s voice interrupted my thoughts of the feisty blonde, and I turned with annoyance.
“Got the information on Alice Fallon.”
I sat up as he hurried over, handing me an iPad. Alice’s Facebook and Instagram pages were displayed, along with a printout of her address. I saw files on her entire family printed out, and I nodded dismissively.
“Hello again,beautiful,” I whispered, swiping through her photo galleries.
I froze when I saw a photo of her with a guy who looked just like she did, relaxing when I realized it must be her brother.
Alice was always out partying, and stupidly she tagged herself wherever she was.
Like tonight.
She was at Hastings, a club downtown.
“Richie. Get me a car.”
I stood up, grabbing the paperwork before I made my way downstairs.
Forty minutes later, I arrived at the club and stepped out of my limo surrounded by my men.
“I don’t need you,” I said as they exchanged a worried look. “I’ll call for the driver when we are ready to leave.”
I pulled my long black coat up around my neck, nodding at the bouncers who opened the rope entrance immediately, their eyes sparkling with recognition.
The club was high-end; most of my girls would meet their celebrity clients here. The music was pounding, and I knew Alice would stand out in the crowd. I ordered a whiskey as I scanned the room, a smile curling at my lips when I saw her.
Alice looked even better than she had today if that was possible. She was sitting on some chump’s knee, and I tried to ignore the jealousy that shot through me when he moved her hair from her neck.
I want to break his fucking fingers.
I watched Alice for a while, and when she stood up to go to the restrooms, I made my move.
“Alice,” I murmured into her ear, and she whirled around with shock.
God, those fucking eyes.
My cock was aching as she narrowed her eyes in recognition.
“You—” she said with a gasp as I caught her hand, pulling it to my lips.
