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Chapter 1Emiliano“Why don’t you want to taketo ht red talons She’s a beautiful woman who really needs to sleep it off, and not with a man

“Excusethe woman’s hand off my sleeve It’s not even noon, and she’s sloshed My staff knohen to cut so around or whoring themselves out to a rich suit I wave to my security to have someone take her to her room and make her sleep

Just then, an older man, probably in his sixties, coain, we’re going to have a proble to me like that

“Are you booked here?” I cal to toss him from my hotel for such disrespect

“Yes”

“Then I suggest you take your little slutty wife to bed or get out ofharassed by a drunk wo he were twenty years younger and then I’d knock his ass out

By the ti one and it’s only noon I slide off h-priced perfume I toss it onto the coat rack behind the door where the ventilation pulls the air froet some of the stench of that offensive perfume off before I send it to laundry I call my head of security who has access to ht down”

“Black Ar seen me on camera

“Yes Thanks”

“In ten” I end the call and walk over to my sideboard that’s stacked with solass of whiskey and then drop down onto ravation I usually stay away from booze while I’m on the clock, but today went south as soon as I opened

One after the other, unsatisfied guests co comped, and several bachelorette parties arrived with their eyes oner to brush up onwith this world?

I thrust h rumble toin the towel, but I’ve lost all interest in owning this hotel or any of the ten that round up over the past fourteen years

I stroll over and refill et solass and check out the cameras on my three-screen co around the hotel

Boom Chaos hits lass on top of e the ten-thousand-dollar piece of furniture because suddenlythrough the lobby ofme by surprise

It’s been so long since I’ve gotten hard looking at a woman My mother used to blame it on herself As a dancer at one of the clubs on the strip, I satmy homework By the time I hit my teens, I’d been desensitized to half-naked woive us a better life, and women played no part in that None of my inner circle are feh we ehout our chains of hotels

This little woh ht into my chest I screen capture several shots of her for later Now, I zoom in and realize she’s not alone

“Who the hell is that son of bitch withat the backs of a group of people walking through the lobby Ame know they’re more than familiar and she welcomes his touch

Rage boils inside of me as I watch the dark-haired beauty move into the arms of another man I want to rip his ars aside and see those wide doe eyes on ain