There were a lot of people in the club, but his eyes were focused on one blonde in particular wearing a tiny red dress. It had been a long time since he’d seen her so happy; there were many clubs in Los Angeles, but did she really choose his? Well, he couldn't blame her. He owned about sixty-five percent of all the clubs, so it wasn't a coincidence she was in one of his.
He cursed when he saw her order another drink, making it three that he’d noticed. How many had she taken before he arrived? He couldn't remember her being a heavy drinker, and the way she was consuming alcohol really pissed him off. He couldn't make out what she was saying to her friends, but suddenly she laughed, and her eyes clouded over. It had been a long time since he’d seen her laugh, and how beautiful she looked wh
