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Night came and Irish was already at the club on time.Climbing out of a cab, she walked gingerly in the direction of the place with high lights and music - Fire and Ice.Walking into the place, neon lights and music filled the place, giving it the cozy feel of nightlife.There was a bar for those who wanted to drink, and then, plush leather cushions were arranged for some men who wanted to watch hot bodies of girls twirling around the pole, dancing to the tune of music.Irish was amongst the dancers, only she was amongst the hottest.And the hottest was usually reserved for the last.Walking over the counter, Irish peered at Peter the barman. He was doing what he knew best - mixing drinks."Hello handsome, can I have some?" She asked and that was when Peter lifted his face to stare back at her.His lips instantly curled into a smile, a smothering look of admiration clouding his gaze."Look who we have here," He swept a playful seductive gaze over her."Give me a shot." Irish shot him
Signaling Irish with his finger, he silently beckoned on her to come to him.Irish almost shivered, holding her breath. The man was frreaking hot. The kind that left you fanning your blushing face and gasping for breath.As she lowered herself to his lap, her eyes traveled to his lips. They were the reddest shade she had ever seen.She raised her hands to his neck, her arms circling it, his skin warm against hers.Unknowingly, she squirmed ever so naturally against him. Suddenly she took notice of the thickness of his thighs against her tender ones."He's not even our fucking mate, get back in here, Irish. Damn!" Elsa groaned in her head and Irish who seemed to have been lost got out of her reverie.This wasn't the first time she was handling a handsome man and it definitely wouldn't be the last but that didn't mean she was going to be so lost in thoughts about his beauty that she'd forget her fucking dangerous role - her crimes.Her crimes helped her make a living, well, as long as l
"Told you never to mess with me," Avan pushed her into her room.Closing the door behind him with his free hand, he used the other free hand to push her against the wall. So that her face was against the wall.Avan closed in on her, Irish could feel his erection press against her butt.Irish knew she had to do something to stop Avan from continuing with his act. But at the same time what she was about to do shouldn't cost her job. Fire and Ice was a dirty place and if she wasn't careful, Avan would be more than pleased to bend her over the dressing table beside them.His breath touched on her nape and the hairs at the back of her head stood on end."He's such a pervert!" Elsa cried in retaliation."Release the bag now...or there would be consequences.""Please let me go. I didn't steal the money. It's for a client." She dropped the bag on the floor at once but Avan didn't release her.He stared at the bag a little longer than he should have, the money getting him distracted. Using thi
"How did you do it?" He asked. Irish was now following Mr. Stranger out of the room.He wondered how she managed to fight off Avan, even as a human girl.Irish squinted, her body moving in steady movements as she walked gently, portraying a soft feminine aura. She wanted to give the impression that she could not harm. After all, men liked soft females.She was in no way going to communicate her true intention or any of her abilities until it was the right time."Me? I did nothing?" She squinted again, trying not to raise her voice so high against the banging music.Irish had lived long enough with the humans to know how they functioned. One's voice had to be low and seductive, especially when communicating with the make clients.Paschal stared at the tender-looking woman beside him. She had multiple scents on her body and as they wafted through his nose, he found it hard to decipher her real scent.Was she human?He didn't know. He trailed her earlier, coming behind her by a distance.
On getting to his penthouse, Irish smirked as he packed into an underground parking garage.The automatic doors of the cars opened and she let herself out and Paschal did the same.He gave out his right hand and Irish did well to take it as it helped her maintain her balance on her pointed heels.Silence ensued between them till they reached the elevator.But once they got to the elevator, the air suddenly became heated.Irish could hear Paschal breathing a little fast, his eyes weeping her whole.He pulled her closer, her body ramming hard against his chest.Using his index finger, he placed it on her chin, causing her to tilt it up. Her eyes landed on the sea of his ocean-blue eyes.He was...beautiful.Unconsciously, her lips fell open. She was enthralled. Her wolf didn't seem to be attracted to him, but damn Elsa, his gaze made her jot with need.She could feel a wave of arousal course through her, disappearing in between the entrance of her thighs.And wait what? He hadn't even to
Now on the streets, Irish hailed a cab entered. When she got to her destination, she paid the chauffeur with a wad of bills which she had removed from the money bag earlier. On good nights like this, she would make sure to pay the chauffeurs handsomely - transfer of sweetness she would call that.Walking up to her front porch, she slid in the key, twisted it, and opened the door. Quickly scanning the entire apartment, she went into Jayden's room.When she heard him breathing softly, her heart became warm.She went closer to him, pulling up the blanket to his chest. Her gaze shifted to his face and instantly, it reminded her of Adrian.Jayden was the replica of Adrian. He looked much like the younger version of Adrian. If only Adrian wasn't so against her, Jayden would have had a father to call his own.Thinking of Adrian, Irish sighed inwardly.She had heard Avan mention that he would organize a party that would be hosting a greater number of Alpha's. In his viewpoint, that would ear
"Don't tell me you want to lose your job!!" Jasmine blasted in Irish's ears the moment she picked up the call.Irish squinted her sleepy eyes in concentration, then parted the curtains to let in more light. She yawned tiredly only to hear the warning in Jasmine's voice."Did you want to lose your job? Don't you forget that Jayden's gonna die of hunger then!!" A sigh came at the end."I know, Jasmine. But what's the need of working a nine-to-five job and in the end, we still get so abused and our rights are not so protected? I quit Jasmine. Avan tried to rape." Irish could hear a gasp coming from Jasmine on the other end..Irish couldn't afford to work in Fire and Ice anymore. No, not after what happened with Liam Wilder and Avan dei Caprio. She would surely be caught and that was the last thing she wanted on her bucket list of occurrences."That fucking bastard -" Jasmine went ahead to utter profanities to his name, saying all the violent things she was going to do to Avan if he eve
"What the fuck!!!" Liam exclaimed as he dipped his hand into his suitcase to fetch out his card only to feel that it was gone.He had stepped out to get his lunch while disguising himself like an ordinary man. His position in the society didn't let him trust anyone to cook for him. Not his girlfriend, and not his cook.Fast food was his hunger escape game when he didn't have the time to cook for himself.He dipped his hand once more, but then he stopped using his hand to feel and started looking into the bag - Nothing?!He was not the type to panic in such a situation but something didn't feel right in his guts. Especially because he had always put this card in this particular suitcase for twenty years and not for once did he look for it.His suitcase was a tom-ford and he had never for once thought to replace it because it had undying quality.On the table, he placed the suitcase, then fished out his phone.He was at a restaurant and had just finished eating and he needed to pay up.