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 “I’ll have some Hennessy,” he stated matter-of-factly, folding his arms. “And I’d like to apologize on behalf of Piero over here. He was out of order, and I’m sorry if you felt uncomfortable.”

“I never said that I was sorry,” Piero snarled, but Adrian flashed him a warning look that caused him to shut up.

“I’ll have some Ciroc,” said Adrian’s friend, the forty-year old man sat next to him.

Piero let out a low chuckle. “Since everybody’s drinking… Bring a bottle of Ciroc for the whole table.”

He trailed off his sentence, narrowing his eyes at me.

“In fact… Bring the bottles coming all night.”

“Okay,” I nodded, and turned on my heel nervously.

Ready to make my way back to Peter, to get the drinks everybody wanted.

The way that Adrian just defended me…

Nobody had ever defended me like that before, when I’d been harassed in the bar by weird men who didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘no’.

Most people would just look by, and claim that it was ‘none of their business’ to intervene.

But not Adrian.

And I knew that after this night…

I wasn’t going to forget this man in a hurry.

8

ADRIAN

As she walked away from our table, back down the stairs, I couldn’t help myself but to allow my eyes to burn into her back as she left.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Her ass was amazing.

It wobbled from side-to-side as she walked, bouncing in her tight black jeans.

Wearing an outfit like that…

She knew what she was doing.

She was dressed to impress…

Knowing that all eyes would be on her tonight.

She was sexy as fuck…

And I already found myself growing agitated, knowing that I couldn’t have her.

Knowing that I’d never had a woman like her before.

My patience was wearing thin.

“Mmm,” Piero commented, groaning. “I know I wouldn’t mind having those ass cheeks rubbing on my dick.”

I found myself gritting my teeth, balling my hands into fists.

Wishing that this bastard would take his eyes off what wasn’t his.

“She’s off limits, you son-of-a-bitch,” I snarled, rattling my fists angrily, shooting him a warning look that showed that I meant business.

“What the fuck’s your deal, man?” Piero scowled. “You don’t even know the bitch. Hell… I’d pay good money to have her in my bed. Have her fill the room with her sweet fucking moans.”

“I’m warning you, Piero,” I threatened, hardly able to disguise the rage and fury etched all over my face, and pounding and surging throughout my body.

“Whatever,” Piero snarled. “Let’s get back to playing cards.”

“Yeah, relax, bro,” Matteo said, nudging me. “We need this business deal. Deflate your ego for one night.”

I rolled my eyes bitterly, and got back to playing cards.

“How much will you be looking to invest in the technology firm?” asked Harold, the other old bastard sat next to Piero.

“A five-hundred million pounds seed injection,” Matteo stated, throwing more cash down on the table.

“Sounds nice… Very nice…” Harold murmured.

And before we knew it…

The woman was back with our drinks, carrying them on a tray…

Making her way over to us.

9

JASMINE

I had just collected the drinks from Peter, and now, I was making my way back to the table where the billionaires were sat at.

Adrian’s eyes lit up as he saw me approach them.

I couldn’t mistake the lust in his eyes…

Almost as if he was making known that he wanted me.

As if.

I was just a bar waitress, and he was a billionaire.

I would be the last person that he would be interested in.

And even if he was…

He would only see me as a one-night stand.

I was sure of it.

I knew that billionaires usually were billionaires because they weren’t tied down to anybody, and could focus solely on hustling and growing their businesses without any distractions.

I didn’t want him to see me as an easy fuck that he would be able to take home tonight.

He had the wrong woman if he believed that to be the case…

Because as attractive as he was…

I had morals.

I couldn’t just sleep with anybody just because they were good-looking, or were wealthy.