Alex sat back on the leather sofa, slowly swirling the whiskey in his glass. The ice clinked quietly, the amber liquid catching the light as he watched it spin—deep in thought. The room was quiet, the silence stretching, but Earl stood patiently nearby—waiting for his next order.“Bring me a new set of clothes,” Alex finally talked, his voice cool and steady.Earl gave a small nod. “Yes, sir.”Alex’s eyes flicked up, a darker glint passed behind them. “And one more thing.”Earl turned, eyebrows lifting slightly. “Sir?”“The waitress from earlier,” Alex said, voice turned sharper. “The one who served the food.”A slow smile tugged at his mouth—casual, but laced with something devilish. “Have the manager send her in with the wine. No one else.”There was a beat of hesitation, but Earl nodded. “Understood.”Alex tipped the glass to his lips, his eyes already drifting toward the door.She wasn’t like the others. She hadn’t backed down. In fact, she had pushed back—harder than anyone had da
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