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Well, why did she bring it up? “Is it a woman?”

“No, it is not a woman.”

She was pissing me off being so vague. I couldn’t show my anger with her because she was a vampire and she could rip my head off, but I wanted to cuss her ass out. I was standing here by the bar with my best friend, minding my business, when she came over, bothering me for no reason.

I didn’t come here to catch Zand cheating on me. But she was acting like he was in some top-secret meeting.

I had a little guts. “So, if it’s not a woman at this nighttime meeting, take me to see him.” I ordered.

“Are you sure?”

Bitch! Don’t play with me.

“Damn lady! She sure. Take her to see her man already.” Morgan was irritated and spoke up for me.

“Zand is in a meeting with one of us.” She whispered, for my ears only.

The way she said it. I knew exactly who she was talking about, a vampire.

“Well, he wouldn’t mind because he’s already told me who you are.”

“I like you better now that you know. Follow me.” She declared with a sly smirk.

When Natasha walked through the crowd, I followed at her heels. Morgan was right behind me. She grabbed my shoulders and pushed her face to my ear.

“Girl, who are they?” She said. She heard the exchange with me and Natasha and she wanted answers.

I whipped my head around. “I will tell you later.”

Morgan was watching Natasha like she was ready to peel her wig cap back if she looked at me sideways. If Natasha was setting me up to see Zand with another woman, I was goingto be devastated. I had never been anything to her but Zand’s girlfriend. I didn’t know if she like me or just tolerated me.

Natasha guided us past a tall security guard. I didn’t know his name, but I knew he was a vampire. The guard was standing in a dimly lit hallway. I looked back at Morgan, and she was having the same reaction I had when I first traveled this path.

We reached to the end of the hall where the private elevator was. Natasha typed a code into the elevator keypad. The elevator doors quietly parted. I wanted that code. I didn’t have a good reason to have it, but I wanted it.

We stepped into the elevator behind Natasha, and I glared at her while she glared at Morgan. Natasha didn’t have any manners when it came to staring someone down to the ground. No manners at all. We rode the elevator in silence, which was fine with me.

When we got to the right floor, I didn’t even know what floor we were on. We stepped out of the elevator into the blood red hallway. The red painted walls were the source of what I thought was real blood when I first saw them. Zand told me he painted them himself with Behr paint in the color Fire Cracker.

The journey down the hall to his office seemed long. I took a deep breath when we reached the closed door of his office. I could handle whoever was on the other side of that door. I was so happy Morgan was with me. If I had to drag a bitch by her throat, Morgan was going to pull a plug out her wig cap. That was only if this ho-bag was human. If not human, I was going to get my ass beat yet again, this time by a vampire.

Natasha knocked twice.

“Come in.” I heard Zand’s heavy voice from an intercom, but I didn’t know where the speaker was located. I looked up and there was a video surveillance camera pointed directly down at us. These were all things I hadn’t noticed before now. Maybe the alcohol was making me super sensitive to my surroundings.

This place had topnotch security. Did they really need it with a club full of vampires?

CHAPTER SIX

ZAND

Iwas at the club alone tonight. Chanel’s best friend was in town, and I had to give her some space. I didn’t want to crowd her. She needed community with her kind. Once she knew what I was, I didn’t want her to feel trapped in this relationship. I believed she loved me, but there was always a bit of self-doubt swimming in my brain. All my past relationships failed. Was I worthy of her? Most human women wanted children, and I couldn’t give her that. It was something I thought about on occasion.

If I was lucky, I could leave here in the early morning hours and push my concrete cock inside her while she slept. Time wouldn’t be a constraint if she didn’t work. She didn’t have to. I was fully ready and willing to take care of her financial needs.

Before I could look over the books, I got a call from Natasha. My vampire brother was at the backdoor of the club asking to see me. He was my brother, because he was adopted by my maker, Gillian. This made him my brother by default.

Why wouldn’t he just go away? I knew why. He was alone, and that was the one thing he feared more than anything. Ourmaker favored me over him. I knew it. He knew it. And that was that. I was finally ready to see him and hear him out. I wasn’t as upset with him like I had been in the past. We had spent years apart, and the hurt he caused me had faded.

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