second time ever—the first she’d said it all on her own—made everything inside him go still as they stepped into the elevator. He finally found his voice as they reached the bottom floor. “If someone ever makes you feel uncomfortable at work again, let me know.” There was no room for argument in his voice and he knew it sounded more like an order than a request but he didn’t care. He’d wanted to say something back in his office about it, but then she’d asked him to join her for dinner and he’d pretty much lost the ability to talk. He knew she was just asking because he was the only one here, but still, a guy could dream this was more for her.
For a moment, his adorable pixie gave him a confused look. “Oh…ah, okay. I will, promise.”
He nodded, taking her answer at face value, but he still planned to do another look at their newer hires. They’d made a mistake hiring Peter. On paper he’d been perfect, but at work he’d been subtly rude and not exactly lazy, but also not an outstanding employee. Abram and his brother owned a variety of companies and had enough different investment properties that they couldn’t vet everyone. But the people who worked directly for them better be exemplary. They’d earned their reputation for a reason and they couldn’t afford to look weak now. Not ever.
And if anyone ever made Lucy feel uncomfortable or even looked at her wrong? They were gone.
* * *
“Viktor appears to have a new weakness,” his contact said quietly into the phone.
There was some sort of thumping in the background, a vibration. “Where are you?” he demanded.
“I’m in a bathroom at a strip club,” he said after a moment. “The door’s locked. No one is in here with me. You want what I got or not?”
“What’s his new weakness?” He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but a rush of adrenaline surged through him.
“Not a what, a who. A blonde woman. I’m not sure who she is yet. She met with him today at one of his hotels. Abram seemed to know her too. Viktor fired one of his security for saying something to her. I don’t know the whole story, but Viktor also threatened him with dismemberment if he even looked at her again. That’s what I heard anyway. After she left, he cancelled all his meetings and worked out for three fucking hours. It was like he was in a rage.” There was a touch of fear in his voice.
This could be what he’d been waiting for. “You don’t know her name?”
“No, but I snapped a picture of her when she left. She’s fucking hot. Tall, blonde, killer body and full lips I could imagine sucking my dick.”
He rolled his eyes. He didn’t give a shit what the woman looked like, just how he could use her against Viktor. “Send the picture to me.”
“I’ll text it as soon as we hang up.”
“This is good. Keep me updated if you see her around more. I’ll wire you our normal fee.” This information was definitely worth what he paid the man.
“Thanks.” He could hear the glee in his contact’s voice.
The man only cared that he got paid, which was good for him. As long as that loser kept feeding his stripper and God knew what else habit, he’d keep feeding him information.
He just hoped this woman truly was a weakness to Viktor—that he’d finally found something to use against the untouchable Ivanov.
Chapter 6
Dominique picked up her cell phone, then set it down. Again. Next she picked up her glass of white wine and took a sip as she stared out over the balcony of her condo. The complex’s pool was surprisingly quiet this evening.
She’d been on autopilot again today at work and for the first time ever had actually been counting down the clock until she could go home.
Her friends had their own stuff going on right now and even though she knew she could talk to them about anything, she didn’t want to. She’d always kept her past private and while she figured her boss knew about her family, considering Red Stone’s vetting
For a moment, his adorable pixie gave him a confused look. “Oh…ah, okay. I will, promise.”
He nodded, taking her answer at face value, but he still planned to do another look at their newer hires. They’d made a mistake hiring Peter. On paper he’d been perfect, but at work he’d been subtly rude and not exactly lazy, but also not an outstanding employee. Abram and his brother owned a variety of companies and had enough different investment properties that they couldn’t vet everyone. But the people who worked directly for them better be exemplary. They’d earned their reputation for a reason and they couldn’t afford to look weak now. Not ever.
And if anyone ever made Lucy feel uncomfortable or even looked at her wrong? They were gone.
* * *
“Viktor appears to have a new weakness,” his contact said quietly into the phone.
There was some sort of thumping in the background, a vibration. “Where are you?” he demanded.
“I’m in a bathroom at a strip club,” he said after a moment. “The door’s locked. No one is in here with me. You want what I got or not?”
“What’s his new weakness?” He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but a rush of adrenaline surged through him.
“Not a what, a who. A blonde woman. I’m not sure who she is yet. She met with him today at one of his hotels. Abram seemed to know her too. Viktor fired one of his security for saying something to her. I don’t know the whole story, but Viktor also threatened him with dismemberment if he even looked at her again. That’s what I heard anyway. After she left, he cancelled all his meetings and worked out for three fucking hours. It was like he was in a rage.” There was a touch of fear in his voice.
This could be what he’d been waiting for. “You don’t know her name?”
“No, but I snapped a picture of her when she left. She’s fucking hot. Tall, blonde, killer body and full lips I could imagine sucking my dick.”
He rolled his eyes. He didn’t give a shit what the woman looked like, just how he could use her against Viktor. “Send the picture to me.”
“I’ll text it as soon as we hang up.”
“This is good. Keep me updated if you see her around more. I’ll wire you our normal fee.” This information was definitely worth what he paid the man.
“Thanks.” He could hear the glee in his contact’s voice.
The man only cared that he got paid, which was good for him. As long as that loser kept feeding his stripper and God knew what else habit, he’d keep feeding him information.
He just hoped this woman truly was a weakness to Viktor—that he’d finally found something to use against the untouchable Ivanov.
Chapter 6
Dominique picked up her cell phone, then set it down. Again. Next she picked up her glass of white wine and took a sip as she stared out over the balcony of her condo. The complex’s pool was surprisingly quiet this evening.
She’d been on autopilot again today at work and for the first time ever had actually been counting down the clock until she could go home.
Her friends had their own stuff going on right now and even though she knew she could talk to them about anything, she didn’t want to. She’d always kept her past private and while she figured her boss knew about her family, considering Red Stone’s vetting
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