The Billionaire's Obsession

te mind working at the club. It wasn't that I did not enjoy my job but if I could pass on working nightshifts on school nights I would. Glancing at the busty blonde in fr

her when she beckoned me over. Not wanting to be rude to her I leaned over

eamed in my ear, "Could you do m

just the exterior, what I saw wasn't a drop dead gorgeous man who could make women's panties drop just by smiling at them. I saw a man who knew he was drop dead gorgeous and used it to his advantage. He never apologized for his behavior, he lived his life to the fullest. Not getting too att

y, I'm not allowed to do that. Work policy, but you know

she threw Brandon didn't leave anything to my imagination. If they did meet

ly witnessing your best friend being a playboy was something else. Trying to brush it off I focused back on the customers, trying not to mes

's wr

ading toward us. His look even more alarming than Brandon's. Something was definitely up. Vi

around to face the worr

ming over

t it was always bad news. It meant someone was going to die tonight. I was pretty sure no o

all the people who were surrounding the

own

ike me, he handled the situation better. He composed himself and quickly straightened his uniform, running his hand thro

d to go back to his task, "At least he can't com

hen he said that, ignoring Brandon completely, "I'm serious about that, you two, last time that

d, "That

t that the guy drenched

randon with his orders, "That sounds more reasonable than

t's going to get you into trouble, Em. Keep it in check, at

harsh but the words slipped out of my mouth befor

about you, Em."

reassure him as much as I could, "Thanks, I'll

de me burst out in laughter, making a few ladies at the counter swoon. I had to admit the sou

ants to

n and covered his mouth with my hand, "Should I remind you where we a

al and jump back. My reaction only humored Brandon more. Ignoring the smu

Bran, you

ion must sound to others and they did notice because the women who were swooning over him a minute a

yes, the way he looked at me told me he often undressed me with his eyes as well. That didn't mean I had to acknowledge his feelings tow

about, " I told Brandon, pushing him

e subject instead, "Why do you think the owner is visiting the club

. I'm sure that it's not busine

either but I Google

r run into a guy like him." I glanced at Brandon who seemed

tuff, I read online a 'sex on legs'

ut to smirk, "Is

ght change in his tone, "I'm not! Don't look at me like that." He push

oung is h

sure if that is his exact age but I could tell

ld totally be

Victor told you to reel i

in, "But looks aren't everything. Firing someone because the waiter spilled drinks, I

e his date's dress got ruined he has the right to do that. Just make sure i

ed that the owner must have arrived. I couldn't see anything from where I was standing and decided to focu

Woods has

stairs which led to the VIP section wher

t he can't se

ng he spills his drink over his date so he knows that sometimes acc

arrived to order their drinks. I smiled at the guy

at me like that when this guy in front of me looked at me like he was undressing me it made me feel sick. Trying to shake the feeling off I reached for my shirt and buttoned it up till my neck, hoping t

eetheart?" He asked me as he leane

e of your business, sir." I told him firmly,

nt to take the tip, not from a guy like that and thankfully Brandon understood because he took it off the counter and placed it in t

head home straight away." He whispe

I still have an h

him look years younger. That look could only mean that the night went well. The owner must have enjoyed his stay here and

sed with the service ton

hich means no one

" Victor resp

"Em, you can head home early. There isn't much left to do anyway. Mr. Woods

as about to head to the employees' room to grab my stuff when Brandon grab

call you later t

nightshift I always texted Brandon when I drove home after my shift. It would ease

room to grab my stuff. After I shrugged into my jacket and placed the st

I was definitely tired and in serious need of some sleep. I stepped out and hastily made my way to the parking lot, heading straight for my car. A shaky breath left my lips when I heard loud voices coming from the dark narrow hallway. I quickly searched my bag and found my keys, my frantic movements made the keys slip through my finger

theart." That was

e sloppy. He was drunk and not alone. The two guys standing behind him only made the situation worse. I conside

I titled my head, trying to look as conf

me to him. I tried pushing him away but he wrapped h

over, no more e

nametag so he had seen my name on my tag earlier. With everything I had, I pushed against h

go of

chuckled, his friends stepping closer as well, "You'v

but this wasn't the time to be concerned about a jerk who attacked a girl in the parking lot. I took the opportunity to get into my car and locked the doors quickly. His friends started

eaking out, but I refused to break down right in front of him. Putting my car in reverse I backed away from the guys. The exit was right behind them. They were daring me to drive toward them and at that moment I didn't give a fuck about their safety. All I could t

overs. Reaching my apartment I fumbled with the lock, partly because my hands were shaking and partly because of the adrenaline rushing through my body. I managed to open the door after a full minute and quickly cl

rrive hom

ran

tell him what happened, but I'd ruin his shift and I knew he had a woman waiting for him

o get out of my tights. When I was only in my tank top and skirt I got under the covers and pulled them up till my neck, finally letting the tears spill again. Everyone always assumed that I was so strong, that nothing could ever hurt me or scare me. This event though made me fe

t Mo

me a visit. Cursing loudly as I walked down the hallway and opened the door, stepping back when I was greeted by a tall, dark-haired male who looked amazing in his black suit. I frowned when I saw him press his lips to a tight line. He didn't seem too ple

pink bra

at I quickly pulled my top back up, trying to cover up though the guy had pretty much seen it all now. At least he saved me

flats and titled my head, "Thanks for letting me kn

d his arms across his chest, "We need to discu

night, so it made me wonder what his ties were to the club. As I let my eyes wander from head to toe I felt more and more nervous. This guy's probably cost a fortune, his shoes looked like they were brand new and the watch on

" I asked after realizing I had

u're working on I think the two o

nt I realized that I was holding my breath. I exhaled and felt all the tension leave my body. He pretended not to notice and walked past me, entering

ed because of me you'

azing first meeting, ever. This guy looked like he stepped right out of a magazine and here I was standing before him in my skinny jea

e that

t guy." He so

at the owner was standing in my living room. Brandon was right about him though, the look h

arking lot and weren't backing off even though I asked. There is no way

n the tapes. It doesn't matter if they can or cannot make a

u suggest we d

e settling to make sure thi

ng closer to him, "They were harassing

y for what they have done?" He dropped his hands to his side, "With you keeping quiet

ife before. At that moment I was just lucky for the guys to be so drunk. If th

im hovering over me with that mocking look in his eyes, "I

lly started to wonder what he looked like under his expensive looking suit. The tightness around his shoulders indicated t

king lot. That was enough for them to keep quie

didn't mean for that to happen. I knew it was going to be a problem yet I kept

me up, "Do you always jump to conclusions, talk r

en I'm s

tried to look past his looks. He still didn't tell me why the hell he showed up at my apartment if he wasn't going to get sued because of me or fire me. He wa

and focused on his display instead, "I need you to sign some documents at the

t...

outside for us, he'll

obably missed a lot of phone calls already. He must be worried sick. I held up my finger when Mr. Woods w

ed, but I'm okay. I have to go, I can't talk to you right now, I h

Woods's face. I started to think that he just couldn't have any ot

we have an important mee

heels only to have my breath taken away by the sleek black car awaiting us. Mr. Woods held the door open and gestured for me to get in. I didn't want to make him wait any longer and quickly climbed in. He got in after me. The minute he

rong but somehow I felt like Mr. Woods was checking me out, the same way I checked him out before. What was even stranger was the look of appreciation that flashed through his piercing blue eyes. Did he like wha