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Chapter

Nine

D AMIAN

Two days later

Two days had passed since our ill-fated visit to the gentlemen’s club, and it had turned out to be nothing but a disappointing facade, a mere strip club with no trace of the rogue workers we were hoping to find.

The dancers were all officially employed, none of them willing to venture outside the boundaries set by their contracts. Everything seemed legal and legit.

“Liam, can you please get out? I’m sure you can save your stories for later,” I growl, exasperated by his presence.

However, he remains unresponsive, yapping away like an incessant chihuahua.

He had discovered a few rogue girls at the brothel, and now Kyson is insisting we investigate further.

But all Liam can talk about is his own exploits with the girls who worked there.

Emerging from the shower, I reach for a towel, only to have Liam snatch it off the hook beside the sink. Suppressing my irritation, I press my lips together as this behemoth of a man shamelessly examines me with hungry eyes, his tongue licking his lips as if I am a bone he wants to gnaw on.

“Liam!” I snarl at him, snatching my towel from his grip.

“Can I watch you fuck her with that?” he says as I wrap the towel around my waist.

“I’m not sleeping with anyone. Now get out and go bother Dustin,” I instruct him firmly.

“No way; Damian loves it when you irritate him. It really gets him going,” Dustin chimes in from the living room of the hotel suite.

I growl under my breath, pushing past Liam and retreating into my own room.

It is beyond comprehension why he insists on lingering in my personal space when he has his own bathroom and area.

I hastily put on my jeans, black shirt, and boots, eager to escape his presence.

“Oh, you will love her. Don’t worry, I tried her out for you last night; amazing! She has a nice rack too, fucked the brains right out of her” Liam tells me rather enthusiastically.

“Liam, enough!” I snap at him. “We’re here to work, not sleep with the victims,” I remind him sternly, but he simply shrugs.

“You’re all work and no play, but don’t worry, Liam took care of you. I booked you a few hours with her. And man, can she suck cock? I thought she was going to suck my nuts right out my dick hole. She’s like a damn vacuum,” he adds.

“You better not have booked me in for sloppy seconds!” I retort sharply. Liam nonchalantly shrugs, batting his eyelashes at me. It’s a wonder how Dustin tolerates his antics. I have half a mind to strangle him with my bare hands.

“She was hot, right Dustin?” Liam called out to him. Dustin peered over the back of the couch and raised an eyebrow at Liam.

“You do realize that I’m gay, right? One hundred percent gay. As in, I only like men,” Dustin clarified dryly. Liam clicked his tongue in response.

“That doesn’t mean you can’t appreciate how hot she is!

Who knows, maybe I’ll go for another round when you’re done.

I don’t mind sloppy seconds. Besides, I stretched her out really good for you.

She should be able to accommodate that weapon of yours easily.

I wonder if she could handle both of us at once,” Liam muses, a disturbingly thoughtful expression on his face.

Disgusted, I shoot him a disdainful look.

Liam has an uncanny knack for expressing himself in the most vulgar manner possible, devoid of any filter.

Throughout the drive to our destination, Liam continues his relentless monologue about his latest escapades.

It makes me wonder if he even realizes that she is a prostitute and that her affections are purely transactional.

I highly doubt any of the girls genuinely enjoy their encounters with clients.

“I wonder if she’d be up for a threesome?

Maybe even anal? She had the perfect peachy ass.

I wanted to take a bite out of it,” Liam rambles on, oblivious to my growing annoyance.

I focus on the road, attempting to drown out his explicit fantasies.

Liam squeals like a girl when we get there and is first out of the car.

“Oh, you can see the mark I left on her,” he exclaims animatedly, practically bouncing on the spot.

“Mark? You marked her, and you want me to fuck her?” I ask incredulously.

“No, I paid extra so I could carve a little ‘L’ on the inside of her thigh. Who would’ve thought a beauty like her would be into knife play? It cost me a pretty penny, but now anyone who sleeps with her will see the scar and know that I was there first,” Liam proudly proclaims.

“She works in a brothel, Liam. I highly doubt you were the first,” I scoff, shaking my head in disbelief.

“Don’t ruin the mood; I can’t wait for you to meet her,” Liam says, rushing ahead and opening the door.

We enter the establishment, and Dustin nods, silently slipping out the back of the staff area while Liam walks over and sets his arm across the counter.

Did this fool not realize that he only has to pay them, not pick them up?

It’s not a damn date. The feral growl that leaves me has the girl behind the counter jump when I learn that he had, in fact, booked me with this girl he used and abused the night before.

“Don’t mind him, love. He’s a little uptight.

On another note, is she up for a threesome or just watching?

He’s a bit shy and needs me to hold his hand.

You know how virgins are,” Liam inquires casually, and I press my lips together tightly.

A fucking virgin? I’ve had more sexual encounters than Liam has had hot meals, I just don’t need to pay for them!

I am sorely tempted to strangle him with his own dick before we leave this place.

The first floor resembles the gentleman’s club I had visited the previous evening.

However, behind a black curtain, I assume, lay the rooms where all the action took place.

Glancing around, I took mental note of my surroundings.

The woman in pink lingerie greets us and leads us upstairs, Liam leaning casually against the counter as if he were flirting with her.

Little does he realize that all he needs to do is pay for her services, not engage in unnecessary small talk like he is trying to pick her up.

An annoyed growl escapes me at his antics.

I peek into the offices and move around the place silently while he distracts her.

I nod to him, and he turns the girl away, chatting her up and pinning her against the wall while I sneak into a nearby room filled with filing cabinets and a computer.

I quickly take some photos before mindlinking Dustin.

‘Third floor, fourth door on your right,’ I tell him, and he hums through the mindlink before answering.

‘On it, just get Liam to keep her distracted, so I can slip upstairs.’

Yep, I slipped back out to find Liam making out with the girl and all but dry humping her against the wall. I clear my throat, and she blushes, pulling away.

“Right, sorry. Your friend distracted me,” she says.

“Clearly, can we get this over with?” I ask her, motioning for her to lead us to the room and to this mystery woman Liam kept talking about that was apparently a rogue. She shows us down a few more corridors.

‘Dustin is checking out the office,’ I mindlink Liam.

‘Yeah, he messaged me too. I’ll handle this one,’ Liam responds as we stop in front of a door. A feminine voice from within grants us entry.

“Come in.” Liam practically skips into the room while the woman who had escorted us silently slips after being called by another staff member. I shake my head in disbelief and step into the room, immediately assaulted by a familiar scent that makes my heart race.

Liam rushes to the woman’s side, introducing her as Tandi.

She greets him with the practiced smile and bright eyes I had come to expect from the workers in this establishment.

As I enter the room, Liam spins her around, his hands greedily grasping at her ample breasts.

My gaze travels the length of her hourglass figure, finally locking onto her chocolate brown eyes that widen in shock as she gasps.

“Tandi, this is my friend Damian, the one I was telling you about,” Liam introduces me cheerfully, spinning her towards me.

But before I can utter a word, her lips part, and she takes a step back, bumping into Liam.

Her petite frame quivers with fear, and it is then that I realize with a surge of possessive anger that Liam had slept with my mate.

“Damian?” Liam asks, alarmed by my reaction as my claws instinctively slip out. His gaze darts to my lethal appendages as I take a menacing step towards him. “Mate!” I growl, my voice dripping with fury. Liam lets out a terrified shriek as I lunge at him.

“It was Dustin! It was Dustin! He fucked her brains out, not me!” Liam screams desperately as I crash into him, delivering a punch that sends him reeling. The woman in the room lets out a blood-curdling scream, her eyes wide with terror.