Chapter Thirty

Shady Lady

I couldn't focus on the paper work in front on me. I tossed it aside on my desk. It had been three days now. After that day in the garden I almost fucking lost it. All thoughts of going up and proposing. Risking looking like an ass vanished. Maliki had come out with something important to say but then retracted. Now I keep worrying what was so important. The worry turned to anger at the fact that she was playing with me playing with my heart. Had Maliki seen Jack and Anna laughing at me after I left. He had been with Anna just minutes ago. He had been heading there as I had stormed off down the hall before I had the urge to bust down her damn door for slamming in my face. When it comes to that fiery temper of hers it ignites me and I'm never sure if I want to choke her or kiss her like crazy. More importantly I have my own pride and it got in the way and there was no way I was going to go back in there like a begging dog pleading for her forgiveness and to cancel her plans for the marriage proposal meeting. If she wanted to fuck me and marry another than you know what fine by me I could play that fucking game too. I growl at my own thought picking up the phone and dialing out the Maliki's office. Instead of answering he comes walks in.

"Call Mike tonight three of use are going out." I say standing to head for the door Maliki eyebrow twitches but picks up his phone.

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It had been a few days now since I have had an actual conversation with anyone. I was starting to feel lonely I hadn't sent Jack back but I couldn't find a way to completely trust him. I have been brushing off Daniels calls. So he resorted to text messages. His last was that he he would give up making me come home because it seems i'm as stubborn as my mother. I Roll my eyes though he can't see. I don't know her so its not like I know what is true or not. His words not stick true and I take it to heart everyone can be an enemy that meant him to. My heart felt so heavy, like the weight of the world was crushing me and I was solo on holding it up but I'm done depending on anyone. Down in the garden under the newly black night stars hidden by the clouds, my blades danced along with the length of my arms as I focus on each movement, the flow and strength. My phone beeps. Stopping mid swing I look back over my shoulder to the balcony where it lay on the stone railing. I sigh assuming it was Daniel checking in for the tenth time today. Opening the message from a number I don't know I find an image of Serena Michovali. I nearly drop my swords on my feet. You've got to be shitting me after all this time she was still alive. Another text comes.

"You can find her working at The Shady Lady." Chances are this was a trap I knew that. However; She was alive, from what it looked like working as a prostitute if I could get her out of there maybe she could be of use. There's no way I couldn't check this out. I tap my speed dial, Jack picks up.

"Is something wrong?" He says his breath heavy.

"I need a car ready to leave in an hour." I say grabbing my stuff to head to my room to shower and get changed. I ignore the sound of a woman on the other end. Jack had been going out a lot lately. Tonight Ren, Maliki and Mike also had not return back to the manor. Not that it was any of my business.

"Where do you think your going at this hour my lady." I hear an agitation in his tone.

"I need to check out something at The Shady Lady." I say trying not to sound bitchy. Things where already bad enough between enough between us. I hear a low curse that I can almost assume is a fuck me and I imagine his frustration as he runs his hand through his hair.

"No!"

"Excuse me." I say surprised by his rejection.

"That place is to dangerous if you need something checked out I'll go."

"The hell you will." I shout. "This is my problem not yours even if you hate me now I still care about you as a friend. I'm not putting you in danger I just want a car but if I even see you there I'm going to kick your ass from here into next week. You hear me this is an order. Just get me a car." I shout, thankfully I hear a reluctant sigh and an agreement before the phone disconnects.

"Sorry Jack," I mumble to myself. "I can't ask you to put yourself in danger for me when I can't return your feelings."

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The smell of strong perfume, cigarette smoke, sweat, and sex was almost over kill. I sat on the black leather L-couch. A hot ginger sat in my lap chatting with her the other two hostes, Mike and Maliki. I sip on my Brandy trying to take my brain anywhere but where it was going. My hand tightened on her thigh. I feel her squirm back a little more pushing back against me. Fuck It wasn't happening though She looks back at me batting her long fake eyelashes. Annoyed by the fact that I couldn't even get a damn rise because of that damn woman I yell at the ginger to get off me. Shocked she jumps up. Grabbing her by the hand I drag her toward the back room determined that I to could also enjoy myself Anna or not. In fact fuck Anna I close to door behind me and the young woman. She begins kissing me without an assistance from me. This is how it always was I didn't need to try to get woman they always came to be till Anna. I pull away cursing myself for still thinking about her.

"Whats wrong baby, not good enough." She begins to unbutton my shirt. Look of hunger in her eyes. I push her back onto the bed and start to undo my belt determined to finish what I started. My phone suddenly starts ringing.

"For Christ sake." I say feeling annoyed like everything was against me. I get up walk over to my coat. An unknown number flashing. Answering every part of my body tenses. Why the hell was this fucker calling me.

"Lord Feng, Don't hang up." I here desperation in his voice. It keeps me from doing just that.

"What do you want?" I bark. "Your interrupting!" I wait like an idiot. "Well?" I shout.

"I'm now debating if I should even tell you. Maybe Anna's safety is in better hand with Maliki or Mike." I begin dressing.

"What the hell happened and don't leave anything out." I growl walking out of the room leaving the ginger long forgotten passing Mike and Maliki who quickly follow after me listening in as I turn it to speaker phone.