That Walking Blood Bag is a Queen

perfectly smooth stop right at the base o

aculate white gloves im

deeply and pulled ope

irst. His long leg

of the car, physically blocking the freezing rain from hitting

ook a dee

the bag clicked sharply against the pavement. The black silk

eys to the valet and walked a

ulder-to-shoulder toward the

-lit lobby, Preston Yates w

e front desk, aggressively ar

tom pink Chanel dress. She clung tightly to Ka

, loudly complaining that the club's reserv

his hand on th

amily! I demand you find us a priva

erfectly behind his back. His smile

ry single private booth has been se

f the other guests. Her fac

on Preston's sleeve. "Daddy, plea

the massive revolving

autumn wind swept in

d toward the entrance, desperate to se

past the toweri

ly into the girl wearin

lew wide open. Her j

ce was Ainsley. The same Ainsley they had liter

wed Kathar

bare shoulders and the perfect fit of the silk dress

r saw

her crystal glass of lemon water right

n spun

the blood rushed to his face, turn

talked them here to beg for cash a

moved so fast he violently shoved a waiter

stopped

ormer foster father charge at her like a

alf a step behind Ai

ifying, lethal darkness bega

ockets and blew a loud, mocking wh

ay from Ainsley. He leaned

right now, you pathetic

behind Kade's shoulder, using him as a shield

pity. "If you are really that desperate for a meal, we can buy y

ounding billionaires and politicia

ed at the th

ly curled up into a smile of

lips parted, ready to verbally s