Marie’s finishing her makeup in the mirror, swiping a coat of gloss over her lips.
“Looking good, sis,” I say from the bed.
She smiles. “You too, babe.”
I tug the hem of my dress lower. It’s a little red number that’s definitely more ‘troublemaker’ than ‘good girl.’
“You think Aslan’s still brooding?” Marie asks.
I snort. “When isn’t he?”
“Be nice.” She smiles. “He’s just being protective.”
“More like controlling,” I correct.
She rolls her eyes before adding, “you know, I’m surprised he’s letting us go out at all.”
“Please. Like I was gonna give him a choice.”
* * *
We head downstairs, our heels clicking on the marble floors. The sleek black SUV is already waiting at the front. Perfect. Except…
“Aslan?” Marie blinks in surprise as he leans against the car, his big arms crossed over his broad chest, his cold gaze fixed on me. Looking delicious in another one of his perfectly tailored suits.
My stomach dips. Aslan is the second most important man in their organization. He’s not a simple driver or bodyguard. Is he here because Vik’ asked him to?
“Oh,” I drawl sweetly. “Did the big boss send you to babysit?”
“No.” He steps away from the car, all lethal grace. “I sent your driver home.”
“What?!”
“I’ll be driving you tonight.” His cold smile makes my skin heat. It’s dangerous and so damn sexy that my nipples instantly stand to attention. “That way, I don’t have to chase you through Boston since you ignored my orders.”
I cross my arms, narrowing my eyes. “We don’t take orders from you.”
“You do tonight.”
“Fine,” I snap. “But you better not ruin our fun.”
* * *
“So, where are we going?” Aslan asks once we’re on the road.
Marie shrugs. “I don’t know. Somewhere fun?”
“Somewhere exclusive,” I add.
He glances at me in the mirror, sending me a flicker of blue ice, before turning his attention back to the road.
I lean forward, propping my chin on the back of his seat like that first day when he picked me up from the airport, and purr, “how about Club Vibe?”
Marie’s eyes widen. “Tina, that place always has a line around the block.”
“Yeah,” I agree, flashing Aslan a grin. “But I heard they make exceptions if you have connections.”
Aslan’s sexy lips twitch. “You want Club Vibe?” he asks with a smirk.
I lean closer, practically breathing against his neck. “That’s what I said.”
“Then Vibe it is.”
* * *
We’re not even in line for two minutes before Aslan does… whatever the hell he does.
A nod. An exchanged look. A word in the bouncer’s ear. And just like that, the big guy steps aside to let us in.
Marie’s jaw drops and I barely hold in a laugh.
“Damn,” I mutter. “Did you threaten to kill his entire family?”
Aslan’s gaze flicks my way with a glint of amusement. “You’ll never know.”
I should be making fun of his little display of power. But all I can think about is how freaking hot he looked doing it, all towering and mighty, his Italian suit hugging all that’s this man. Gah!
Aslan steps inside the club after us, nothing but quiet strength and commanding presence, and I can’t help but notice how everyone around us stops to stare. Wait, am I…. jealous? I shake it off, latching on to Marie’s arm because I need an anchor right now. Against my traitorous body and thoughts. Against this devil of a man.
