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Dagger starts to laugh. “Well fuck, point out the sore loser. I’ll cut his nuts off and feed them to him right fucking now.”
I take another drag, dropping my false claim without hesitation. “She belongs tome.”
Dagger’s jaw falls slack for a moment before a wide smile breaks over his face, and he scoffs, “You’re fucking shitting me. Gregor Foxx’s boy ain’t a one-woman man.”
I don’t answer him. I simply pin him with a look and a tilt of my head that tells him I’m dead fucking serious as I lean forward.
He scrubs his beard with his hand, and I can see that I came in with that information at exactly the right time. Looking at Mia now, he’s practically fucking salivating. Desperation and a sort of crazed look take over his eyes. I just made her his ultimate target.
“Lucky man you are…” he says in a grizzly tone, looking at me as if he knows I’m full of shit. “Shame,” he adds. “I had plans for her.” I can almost see the sick wheels turning.
“Don’t make me pull my gun on you again,” I warn.
“Well, here she comes. Maybe she can tell us all about how she won your black heart in such a short fucking time.” Dagger delights in the prospect of catching me in a lie, and it’s clear he’s still holding out hope for her.
I smirk at him, and as the scent of sweet floral and vanilla washes over me, I keep my eyes on him. I can’t fucking wait to kill this motherfucker the first chance I get.
Chapter 18
Mia
Making my way back to the table where Aiden sits with Dagger, I realize I was relieved when he showed up. The more Dagger drinks, the more the demon in him comes out. The way he looks at me makes me want to break his dick. But I did hear him talking about the club with his men earlier, and what I pulled from the conversation is that he’s recently made Perrytown his home outside Savannah. From what I can gather, he’s mostly spent the last couple years in Atlanta, with stints in California. Which means the chances of him being here when Nic was raped are growing slimmer, and that points me right back to Aiden Foxx. Though hating him is harder now. I need to fight harder to find something to incriminate him with and have been snooping around the back of the club whenever the chance presents itself. I haven’t found anything just yet; everything is on lockdown. Ineedto get closer to him, but I’m afraid of myself when I do. The face he made as I came for him told me that he wants me just as muchas I want him. And I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind for the last three days. No matter how hard I fight Briggs, no matter where I go, it’s all I see, and Lord help me, I wasthankfulto hear his deep voice behind me tonight.
“Foxx’s new little queen.” Dagger gives a slow methodical clap as I approach, and he looks at me like he’s got an inside joke I’m not a part of. “You know what I can’t figure out?” he asks, evil amusement in his eyes.
I set Aiden’s drink down in front of him and feel his hand slide over the back of my knee. I stiffen instantly. It feels like a warning, and I struggle to understand what I’ve just walked into. He’s so subtle about it, I’m sure no one else has even noticed. All of the hours I spent telling myself what happened in the alley was a one-off, that I can resist his touch, fall to my feet like a collapsing house of fucking cards.
“Why the woman who belongs to Aiden Foxx is working as a server in his club.” Dagger folds his arms over his chest, and the scent of whiskey rolls off him as he looks straight at me for an answer. Aiden lightly squeezes my leg as my stomach drops.
Belongs? To Aiden Foxx?
“Dagger was inquiring about spending some time with you.” He turns his eyes to mine.
Skip.
“Personal time. So I informed him aboutourrelationship.” Aiden looks at Dagger when he says this. My stomach immediately churns. I’d fucking kill Dagger before I spent even a minute ofpersonaltime with him. The dots quickly connect that Aiden put a stop to Dagger’s plans by saying I washis.
There’s no hesitation as I slide my hand around the back ofAiden’s neck, ignoring the heat from his hard, muscled shoulder. Not only does pretending to be Aiden’s seem a lot smarter than being an option for Dagger to pursue, but my inner voice tells me this just might be my way in. My way to get closer.
“He likes to keep things private.” I blame Aiden, offering Dagger a sunny smile. “He didn’t want the other girls to treat me any different.” I wink. “And it’s always just been a fantasy of mine to work in a club.” I slide my hand under Aiden’s hair just to fuck with him, ’cause two can play his game. When his skin satisfyingly turns to goose bumps under my fingers, I grip him tighter, my nails digging into his flesh.
His face gives nothing away, but in retaliation, Aiden slowly slides his hand up a little farther, and I will my panties to stay dry as the pad of his thumb grazes my inner thigh. His grip is a warning to behave, or else.
“I aim to give her what she wants,” Aiden says to Dagger. “So clearly, she’ll have to decline your offer.”
“I can speak for myself,darlin’.” I say the words sweetly, and Dagger laughs.
“I’m here a lot.” Dagger eyes me suspiciously. “I wouldn’t have pegged you two bein’ together.”
“Me neither,” I agree. “Some days, it’s like it’s not even real.” Aiden’s hand digs deeper into my flesh. My body betrays me as wetness begins to pool between my thighs.
“I’m sure.” Dagger scrubs his scruffy beard with his hand. “You’re the first woman I’ve ever seen him claim,” he muses, as if I’m a piece of property he can own.
“There is no claiming me, but I supposehe’sthe lucky one,” I fire back.
Dagger chuckles again. “Yea, you’re right, lass. It’s a shame he’s stolen the heart of the one woman who had nearly stolenmine.” Dagger offers a disappointed look in Aiden’s direction. I doubt he realizes it, but if he had tried to take me, I would have slit his throat myself.
“Shame,” Aiden almost growls. “Jared will have what you’ve been waiting for in Hilton Head next Friday.” It’s clearly meant as an invitation for Dagger to leave.
