I'm in the penthouse with Julian shootin' the shit and gradually getting ready for tonight, even though it's the last thing I feel like doing.
I drank way too much last and stupidly fucked Adria for probably forty-five minutes unable to come, that is until I started imagining it was her.
I haven't been able to get Millie out of my head for the past week. I don't know what it is about her but I feel like a teenage boy with a crush.
This isn't like me and I hate it. As much as I want this girl to stay in my house, I want her out just as much for the sole purpose of fucking with my mind unintentionally.
I woke up with a massive hangover this morning so I slept most of the day but that won't stop me from drinking just as much tonight, I'm so overworked right now and I need an escape.
I walk out on my balcony and sit on one of the chairs. I grab my joint and light it up, I need a mental escape.
I'm not escaped though, because within just minutes of sitting out here, I'm reminded of Millie hearing Penelope give me an unsuccessful blow job a couple of nights ago.
I didn't come that night and was beyond frustrated, hence Millie hearing us.
I fucked up.
I go back inside and Julian is sitting at the island in my kitchen drinking some brandy and on the phone with Marco from Spain.
Marco is one of our international partners and although he's a partner, he's almost just as much an enemy at times.
We're working on a deal with our potential partners in Colombia and the drug lord is making me jump through hoops to seal the deal, but I'll do whatever it takes to partner up with them.
Julian will probably be on the phone for a while so I decide to hop in the shower and let him do his thing.
Millie takes over my thoughts the whole time I'm showering and it infuriates me that she didn't text me back last night.
Who the fuck was that Chase prick?
I'm going to have to have Ray, my private investigator look into him for me.
Does she like this guy? She must, she said they dated in the past.
Fuck…what am I doing? I need to stop with these girly thoughts already.
I get out of the shower and pick out some jeans, a black fitted t-shirt, and my go-to black zip-up hoodie.
l wonder if Millie still has my hoodie from Tuesday night or if she spit on it and burned it.
I take out the Glock from my bedstand drawer and put it in the back of my pants covering it with my hoodie. I take my switchblade out too and clip it into the pocket of my jeans.
Once I'm dressed, I go back into the bathroom and run a little product through my hair, and head back out to Julian. He's off the phone now and I ask for an update.
"It went as expected, we have to go to Madrid tomorrow afternoon."
I don't really want to head back there right now but it's part of the job and what needs to be done, needs to be done.
"Speaking of travel…" I say
"What's going on with you and Stephanie?" I ask and he chuckles taking a sip of his brandy.
He shrugs his shoulders "We're having fun."
I don't believe him for a second, the asshole has caught feelings and it's plain as day.
"What about the roommate?" he asks me.
Shit…wasn't expecting the question to be thrown back at me.
"I dunno man," I say nonchalantly.
I pour myself a glass of brandy and take a sip. "She's different ya know, but I can't get involved," I say before taking my first sip of the night.
"Yeah man I feel ya," he says and I know it's true.
Julian and I aren't made for a relationship, never have been, and never will be.
We try to live in solidarity the best we can. Julian is the closest person to me, even since we were kids. Our fathers were both in this business and when they eventually both got killed, it got passed on to us whether we wanted it or not. It's all we've ever known and we're good at what we do. We keep our emotions out of it and that's how we got to where we are now, more successful than our deadbeat dads. Being in a relationship gives the enemy leverage, and as much as I'd hate to admit it, their weakness of that made me as powerful as I am today. In some instances, the enemy had to learn the hard way, either by me fucking their girl or me ending them by underestimating my threats. Relationships and love are the perfect concoction for leverage, if you don't have it, the enemy can't personally fuck with you, and can't take away something you don't have.
These people know I'm not to be fucked with just as I know that the same goes for them.
When Julian and I finish off our drinks we head down to the club.
We get into the club and head to the VIP area and sit on the couch.
Two topless women come up ready to take our drink order and we both request Brandys.
I sit back and people-watch throughout the club, proud of what I have accomplished here.
Ghost and Slim come walking over looking like they already had one too many before the night has even begun. They sit down and I tell them Julian and I are going to Madrid tomorrow and they need to keep shit in check here while we're gone.
Adria and Penelope come up to me wanting to sit on my lap but I'm just not in the mood for it tonight. I shake my head no and they grunt in frustration.
A few other girls try to approach me but Adria shoos them away, in her head, if she can't have me then no one can.
I like Adria as a fuck buddy and as a part of our business we run, but I'm getting bored of her and her bullshit. I started fucking her a few years ago and mostly only her, other than the few others in other countries because I don't care to get involved in any of these girls' bullshit.
I don't need anyone claiming I got them pregnant or getting attached to me. I don't have the time or energy for that shit. Adria tends to keep it as simple as I can handle, she doesn't follow me around like a lost puppy and understands the circumstances of the situation.
I'm not oblivious to the fact that she likes me but I just don't want anything other than a good lay from her.
I grab my drink and down it in a second flat, the waitress, who has been eyeing me brings me another and sets it down almost as soon as the glass in my hand hits the table.
I feel her flirty eyes on mine but I don't look up. I grab the new glass, bring it to my lips and that's when I spot her.
I almost choke on my brandy from the sight of her.
She's almost unrecognizable but I know it's her from a mile away. I set my glass down and lean forward to get a better look.
She's dancing with that girl Alina, I think her name is.
She's wearing the sexiest dress I've ever seen on a woman.
There are topless women everywhere around me, but nothing compares to Millie right here, right now.
The lace she's wearing is see-through and I can see her perfect tits even from here.
I can't look away and I feel my cock involuntarily harden at the sight. I adjust my position on the chair to conceal it.
I hear Adria say something behind me but I don't make out what she said because I'm mesmerized by the way Millie is swaying her beautiful body. She looks sexy as fuck right now and there's nothing I want more in the world than to just shove my face in those tits.
Adria forces the thoughts away when she straddles my lap and starts grinding on me. I couldn't be any less interested in her right now but I also need to stop staring at the goddess on the dance floor.
Adria is sucking on my neck but I don't feel anything remotely pleasurable. I glance over to the dance floor and Millie is looking right into my eyes now and I get an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
She holds her gaze with me for a few seconds longer and then walks over to Rio, who is one of my guys, straddles him and starts making out with him.
I'm stunned right now, just sitting here not believing my own eyes. Rio grabs her tits and then her ass.
I completely lose my fucking mind at this point, all I see is red.
I shove Adria off me and before I even realize what I'm doing, I'm in front of the both of them making out, I pull out my switchblade, open it, and push Millie off of him and she falls to the ground.
I grab Rio, twisting his shirt in my hand and bringing him face to face with me putting the knife right up to him.
Julian comes out of nowhere and takes the knife out of my hand.
I punch Rio in the face with so much force it actually stings my knuckles.
I hear my knife hit the ground and Julian pulls me off of him.
Rio jumps to his feet with his hands up in surrender "What the fuck X, she came up to me, I didn't know she was one of yours!" Rio says panicked.
There's blood everywhere and I've caused a scene in my own club.
At this time I look down and see Alina, Stephanie, and Mia at Millie's side helping her up.
Fuck, I hope I didn't hurt her.
I turn back to Rio and spit out through clenched teeth, "Get the fuck out."
I see Millie leaving out of the corner of my eye and I feel an instant emptiness. Adria has now made her way to the scene.
"What the fuck was that?!" I don't feel like dealing with her right now and I don't owe her an explanation either. The only explanation that is owed right now, is the one to me from Millie.
With that, I leave Adria and Julian standing there and exit the club, and go find my fucking explanation.