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Alex huffs with anger. “Have you been keeping tabs on me over the past few years? That’s a little stalkerish, even for an ex-girlfriend.”

She’s his ex-girlfriend? When and how long did they date? Why would he bring me to her father’s club? Was this night out only to try to make her jealous?

I was the one to kiss Alex and ask for sex, but he didn’t pull back and say no.

What guy would? I practically threw myself at him.

Bianca crosses her arms and rolls her eyes. “So, why did you come here?”

Alex mimics Bianca by crossing his arms across his chest. Anger radiates off him. “I already told you. I came to enjoy a night out since I’m back in town for a couple of days. If you want us to leave, just say so.”

Alex stands straighter, like he’s preparing for a fight.

Did he know his ex-girlfriend would be here? Is that why he pulled me into her father’s office? So she wouldn’t see us on the dance floor?

I’m lost in my thoughts with these questions circling, demanding an answer. I can’t ask any questions. I can only stand by and listen to the two of them argue.

Her tightened expression softens for a moment. “Well, you did buy drinks, so I guess if you want to spend your money here, then so be it, but I could have given you free drinks, like I used to.”

“Don’t act like you care. You stopped caring long before things ended.”

He makes it seem like the breakup was her fault. Maybe it is.

Did she cheat on him?

Bianca tightens her lips but doesn’t defend her past actions. She turns her glare on me. “Who are you, if you aren’t Alex’s fling? How long have you two been seeing one another?”

I don’t answer her. I can see her fakeness from a mile away. If she wants to kick us out of her father’s club, then so be it, but I’m not giving her my name.

Alex squeezes my hand. “Her name is Elise.”

He tells her my name, but doesn’t tell her I’m his dad’s executive assistant. For that, I’m grateful. I don’t need his ex-girlfriend looking me up or trying to get me fired.

“Hmph. Isn’t that a grandma’s name? You look too young for such an old name.”

Alex interjects. “What’s your point, Bianca? Is this conversation going somewhere, or are you stalling?”

“I was just trying to make polite conversationwith someone I used to know. Although, my boyfriend wouldn’t like you coming here and bringing your whores to make out in front of the entire staff.”

Her tone is completely fake, but she hooks Alex like it was her devious plan all along. Already seeing through her, I can tell there’s more going on than meets the eye.

Alex narrows his eyes at her. “Why would your boyfriend care what I do or who I bring here? Who is he?”

Alex is shaking with anger, but for a few seconds, he looks terrified. Who would scare him this much? What happened between Alex and Bianca that he actually looks worried?

Someone shoves Alex from the side. He slams into me and my back makes contact with the hard wall.

Ouch. That’s going to hurt tomorrow.

I think he can see the pain in my eyes because he swears.

“Shit. Elise, I’m so sorry. Who the fuck-”

His ex-girlfriend cuts his swear off by pushing past him. Our gazes follow her as she runs into the arms of a man that looks to be our age, but he looks like he owns the world.

Wealth, power, and control exude off him. If I thought Mr. Strickland was bad, this guy is the devil incarnate.

Alex pales, and I feel more like an outsider by the second.

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