Releasing an angry breath, Natalia managed to steady her hot temper. What was it about that man that made her want to kill him just for breathing? He had rubbed her the wrong way from the moment she first saw him at the club.
The problem is, you’re not being honest with yourself, Natalia admitted to herself.
She was furious with him because she was sexually attracted to him, and experience had taught her that other women were also drawn to men who possessed the kind of sexual allure she found irresistible.
Her past relationships had been amazing … right up until she found her partner with another woman or discovered she was being used for the perks she could provide.
During her last failed relationship, her boyfriend had taken her car on a road trip with the woman he was cheating on her with. The idiot had even been stupid enough to use the credit card he’d stolen from her wallet. To make matters worse, she had believed all his lies when she’d confronted him. It wasn’t until she installed cameras in her home that she saw with her own eyes what a cheating bastard he was.
Exhausted, Natalia took a quick shower then went to bed when she arrived home. Turning on the audiobook she had been listening to, she lay in her darkened bedroom.
Instead of becoming immersed in the story long enough to fall asleep, she found herself wondering which of the women she had seen at the club had ended up in Wizard’s bed.
After an endless night of tossing and turning, she finally gave up at four and got ready for work. Forcing her tired body into the van, she drove to the restaurant.
The food deliveries wouldn’t arrive until six, so she worked in her office until she heard her assistant chef in the kitchen.
Stretching, she walked out to join her.
“Natalia, what are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t sleep. I thought I’d get an early start, leave around one, and give myself the rest of the day off, if that’s okay with you.”
“No problem. Marco’s been begging to work in the kitchen. It’ll get him off my back.”
Natalia let her assistant check in the deliveries while she put everything where it belonged. As she emerged from the freezer, she saw two waitresses who had just arrived looking at one of their phones.
Siena hastily shoved the phone into her apron pocket. “Sorry, Natalia. I didn’t realize you were already here.”
Natalia frowned in confusion. “You don’t have to apologize for using your phone. I’ve never been strict about employees keeping their phones with them.”
The women exchanged a look she couldn’t decipher before quickly leaving the kitchen, as if expecting her to snatch the phone away despite her reassurance.
She turned toward her assistant, who refused to raise her head from the clipboard she was holding. “Why were they acting so strangely?”
Alice finally looked up. “Don’t ask. I really don’t want to be the person who tells you.”
Judging from Alice’s expression, whatever she was reluctant to reveal wasn’t good.
“Did someone leave a bad review?” All her employees knew how seriously she took complaints. Could that be what was going on?
“No. Not exactly.”
Dread filled Natalia at Alice’s expression. What could be worse than a complaint?
“Tell me.”
Alice took out her phone. After searching for a couple of minutes, she handed it to Natalia.
Appalled, Natalia watched a clip of herself inside The Last Riders’ clubhouse, standing near Wizard and Doom as they spoke to the police officers.
Popular Restaurant Owner Caught Inside Last Riders’ Clubhouse During Police Investigation into Alcohol Being Served to Minors
Sick to her stomach, Natalia saw the video already had more than three thousand views.
“Oh God … Oh God …” Clutching the phone, she looked to see who had posted it.
“Who the hell is Dragonmama?”