Deuces Wild: The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

POV: Eli"What am I doing here, Eli? Got tired of fucking my wife, so now you're gonna fuck with me again?"Barry Carrolton snarled as Roman shoved him brusquely into the detention area.Eli unbuttoned his blazer as he took the seat opposite the disgruntled man.Barry Carrolton, a medium-sized man in his late thirties with short-styled dark hair and pale blue eyes, was wearing a crisp white buttoned-down shirt and brown slacks. But even with his expensive apparel, he didn't hold a torch against Eli, who towered over him at six-foot-two with his Adonis-like features, short dark blonde hair, blue-gray eyes, thin lips highlighted by the dimple on his chin."Oh, Barry, I've only screwed Lorena once and it was more of a hate lay on my part," Eli replied offhandedly, remembering Barry's wife, Lorena, who'd been all too eager to jump in bed with Eli as soon as he took the head post in the company.Lorena was beautiful and useful, but she was a typical gold-digger. Eli had no patience with th

POV: BrigailBrigail grabbed the stale muffin from the tabletop as she fished her keys inside her bag. Third day at the restaurant and already running late.She and her older brother Jerry were neck-deep in debt left by their gambler father. When Barry Carrolton, an old family friend, offered her a job at an Italian restaurant on the Strip, she didn't think twice. Bigger paycheck, board and lodging included. Her only sacrifice was leaving home, Jerry, and her friends behind.With no formal culinary training, she'd been offered the lowest position: kitchen assistant. But Tara Thomasson, the Chef de Cuisine and co-owner of Fiordillatte, promised if she did well in the next couple of months, she could be promoted to commis. An apprentice chef where she could actually learn the business.Brigail wasn't new to restaurant work. She'd been a barmaid since sixteen at Latoya's, a local pub back in New Orleans, Renard Parish, Louisiana.She and Jerry had been living with their grandmother since

POV: Brigail"Consider this your strike three, Brigail. First you piss off a big kahuna like The Ghost. Then you disobeyed a direct order to stick to the recipe I gave you. And then you talked back to him like he was one of the drunkards from the backwater dump you used to work at."Tara spat the words between gritted teeth. "This isn't Louisiana. If you want to last at least a month in this town, you play by the rules. This restaurant is my baby. It has been with me for six fucking years. We only have two rules here: we keep our heads down and our food warm. If you draw unwanted attention to my restaurant again, I will be so far up your ass you won't be able to sit straight in a week! Am I making myself clear?"Brigail bit her tongue before she nodded her assent. She wasn't naïve. She knew what she was getting into when she agreed to take the job. Besides, she was used to people belittling her because she was poor and didn't have a proper education.But the lashing she incurred from

POV: EliEli was nursing a glass of scotch while perusing a new batch of contracts on his desk when his secure line rang. He checked the caller ID and grunted when he saw Pam's name.There were only two reasons why Pam would call him at this hour. First, to ask him to go down to the casino floor to meet and greet a new whale, or to deal with a tedious business-related problem.Eli despised both.The sun hadn't set yet and he'd just met with her a couple of hours ago. What does she want now?After a few more rings, he finally picked up. Pam could be very annoying if she wanted to be."What?" he growled at the receiver."Guess who I just saw at the Luxor," she asked in a sing-song voice.Eli had no time to play the guessing game with Pam. He had a lot of work to do and if he were to acquire Fiordillatte by the end of the week, he needed to make a few calls to make sure he wasn't stepping on any toes.In Vegas, everything, no matter how small or arbitrary, was connected to somebody. Alth

POV: BrigailBrigail arrived at Fiordillatte early the next day. She even helped Selah and Terry unload the fresh produce from the delivery truck.She'd given herself a pep talk last night before bed. She wouldn't squander this opportunity by messing around. She would prove to Tara that she was professional and here to work and learn.Head down, food warm.Brigail was busy helping Selah prep for lunch service when she heard Tara and JV arguing in the office. She wasn't sure what time the owners got in because she'd been at the farthest corner of the kitchen with Terry, one of the line cooks in charge of fish dishes.Terry was teaching her how to clean and fillet a salmon when Tara burst out the door. Terry and Selah exchanged quizzical glances when JV stepped out of the kitchen into the dining hall."Not our business," Terry murmured to Selah, who was craning her neck toward the back door to watch for Tara.Terry was sweet and mild-mannered. Also from the South, New Orleans to be exac