KILLER INSTINCT (A Mafia Bad Boy Romance Novel) by Julia Gardener Page B
Authors: Julia Gardener
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you’re of age,” he said, his eyes narrowing. I prayed he didn’t see through my disguise. Thankfully, he let out a laugh afterwards. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell. Management doesn’t mind. Let me guess, you’re a college student trying to have fun during the summer break.”
“Not the first time I’ve lied today,” I replied, keeping my cool. “I’m a dropout, actually. I guess I liked hitting the bottle more than I liked hitting the books.”
“Is there some drink I could buy for you?”
“You buy drinks for girls?”
He smiled again. I wished Jackie would put a bullet in his head already. “Just the ones I like. And the ones that know how to return the favor.”
I mustered the most fake smile I could make. “Actually, I’m thirsty for something else.”
“I can get us a private room,” he said, putting his hand on my lap. It took everything in my power not to run away. “No one would disturb us.”
I got him. “Sure, does it have a window? I just love watching the streets from above. Fresh air never hurts when you’re having a drink... or something else.”
Krause held out his hand. “It’s got everything a lady like you’d need.”
I took the hand he offered. “I hope it has a minibar.”
Krause guided me upstairs to a private room. On the trip here, Jackie had told me how Krause was known for beating and raping women. The club’s management turned a blind eye since Krause’s employers had important business arrangements with them.
The staircase leading up to it looked to be guarded by two men. However, Krause’s presence alone made the man guarding the stairs to step aside. Either he had some special treatment or Krause’s dangerous reputation was well known.
I was walking into the lion’s den.
Finally, he reached the second floor. A sign said only special guests were allowed in here. Krause opened the door to the room and pulled me in by the arm.
This man was no gentleman.
I was so scared that I didn’t have time to take in the fine furnishings. Krause guided me to a pair of chairs across a small coffee table. “Sit.”
I did as commanded. He went to a minibar to pull out a few chilled drinks. He poured a glass of scotch. “Thank you…”
“I know how to treat a girl right,” the man, said, putting his hand on my thigh. His fingers began to trail up my skirt. “She just has to treat me right… if she knows what’s good for her.”
Suddenly, Krause reached out to grab me. I instantly pulled away but he was too quick. “Stop!”
His hand grabbed my neck and chocked me. His other hand clawed at my blouse. I felt him palm my breasts as he eyed me with carnal intent.
Recalling the martial arts training Jackie had taught me, I used my free elbow to strike him in the chin. The move caught him by surprise as he let go of me. Krause was so surprised that he didn’t see me hook him in the cheek with my left hand.
The man double over the chair and onto the floor. He stared at me with disbelief. It soon turned into rage as he wiped his lip.
I had drawn blood.
“Bitch!” Krause spat, his mouth spewing fresh blood. He wasn’t prepared for a woman who was willing to fight back. “I’ll kill you for this!”
I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist him for much long in a hand to hand fight. Krause was a veteran hitman. He could snap my neck in a split second. I needed Jackie to swoop in and help me.
Krause raced towards me and cocked his fist. He was inches from me. It was too late to dodge his attack. I needed a miracle.
BANG!
The man went careening to the side. He collapsed eagle spread onto the fine carpet. Blood leaked profusely from his head.
He was dead.
I could’ve sworn I heard a gurgling noise but it had to be a death
“Not the first time I’ve lied today,” I replied, keeping my cool. “I’m a dropout, actually. I guess I liked hitting the bottle more than I liked hitting the books.”
“Is there some drink I could buy for you?”
“You buy drinks for girls?”
He smiled again. I wished Jackie would put a bullet in his head already. “Just the ones I like. And the ones that know how to return the favor.”
I mustered the most fake smile I could make. “Actually, I’m thirsty for something else.”
“I can get us a private room,” he said, putting his hand on my lap. It took everything in my power not to run away. “No one would disturb us.”
I got him. “Sure, does it have a window? I just love watching the streets from above. Fresh air never hurts when you’re having a drink... or something else.”
Krause held out his hand. “It’s got everything a lady like you’d need.”
I took the hand he offered. “I hope it has a minibar.”
Krause guided me upstairs to a private room. On the trip here, Jackie had told me how Krause was known for beating and raping women. The club’s management turned a blind eye since Krause’s employers had important business arrangements with them.
The staircase leading up to it looked to be guarded by two men. However, Krause’s presence alone made the man guarding the stairs to step aside. Either he had some special treatment or Krause’s dangerous reputation was well known.
I was walking into the lion’s den.
Finally, he reached the second floor. A sign said only special guests were allowed in here. Krause opened the door to the room and pulled me in by the arm.
This man was no gentleman.
I was so scared that I didn’t have time to take in the fine furnishings. Krause guided me to a pair of chairs across a small coffee table. “Sit.”
I did as commanded. He went to a minibar to pull out a few chilled drinks. He poured a glass of scotch. “Thank you…”
“I know how to treat a girl right,” the man, said, putting his hand on my thigh. His fingers began to trail up my skirt. “She just has to treat me right… if she knows what’s good for her.”
Suddenly, Krause reached out to grab me. I instantly pulled away but he was too quick. “Stop!”
His hand grabbed my neck and chocked me. His other hand clawed at my blouse. I felt him palm my breasts as he eyed me with carnal intent.
Recalling the martial arts training Jackie had taught me, I used my free elbow to strike him in the chin. The move caught him by surprise as he let go of me. Krause was so surprised that he didn’t see me hook him in the cheek with my left hand.
The man double over the chair and onto the floor. He stared at me with disbelief. It soon turned into rage as he wiped his lip.
I had drawn blood.
“Bitch!” Krause spat, his mouth spewing fresh blood. He wasn’t prepared for a woman who was willing to fight back. “I’ll kill you for this!”
I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist him for much long in a hand to hand fight. Krause was a veteran hitman. He could snap my neck in a split second. I needed Jackie to swoop in and help me.
Krause raced towards me and cocked his fist. He was inches from me. It was too late to dodge his attack. I needed a miracle.
BANG!
The man went careening to the side. He collapsed eagle spread onto the fine carpet. Blood leaked profusely from his head.
He was dead.
I could’ve sworn I heard a gurgling noise but it had to be a death
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