Beth huffs out a breath. “I had to say my safe wordthree timesbefore Libby finally stepped in and made him stop.”
Oh fuck no.
“Say that again.”
“I wasn’t quiet or coy, and I definitely wasn’t playing. I was firm, and I yelled it out because he got too rough. I thought he was going to break the skin, and I’m not into that.”
“What time was this?” I ask her. “And did my men get involved?”
“No,” she admits. “He stopped and apologized, said he was in thezoneand didn’t hear me, but that’s not how it works.”
“No. That’s not how it works. Time?”
“Around one in the morning, I think.”
“I’ll check the security footage and find him. He won’t be back, and I apologize that that happened to you in my club.”
“It’s not your fault?—”
“We screen our members thoroughly. That’s not acceptable. You’ll be compensated. Do you want tonight off?”
She blinks in surprise. “No, I’m fine, sir. You don’t have to pay me?—”
“I will anyway. Are you sure you don’t need time off?”
She frowns as if she’s confused. “No, I’m happy to be here. Ilovethis job. I was worried I’d be in trouble for telling you because I know it’s expensive to be a member here?—”
“You’re not in trouble,” I assure her. “We have rules. End of. I’ll take care of this.”
She nods and heads for the door, which I open for her, and when she’s gone, I call Luke, my head of security and second-in-command, into my office.
“Hey, boss,” he says when he walks into the room. “It’s fucking busy tonight. It’s Wednesday. Why is it so packed in here on a Wednesday?”
“It’s Vegas, Luke. Every day is a holiday in Vegas. Beth, the new playroom girl, was just in here.”
“Yeah?” He grins. “Did you finally hit that? She’s fuckinghot. A little small, but she really does it for the guys who have a daddy kink.”
I stare at him. Most men would wither under my glare, but Luke smirks, the asshole. “I don’t fuck any of the employees. You know that.”
He blows out a breath. “You should. Or the members, at the very least. You’d probably be less of a grouch.”
He’s one of the few people in this world who can get away with speaking to me the way he does.
And only because he’s my cousin.
“We have a problem.”
That makes the smile disappear from his face, and now he’s all business. “Tell me.”
It takes thirty seconds to clue him in, and by the time I’ve finished, he’s good and pissed off.
“Why didn’t my boys take care of this piece of shit?”
“That’s my question,” I reply.
Luke paces my office. “I’ll pull up the footage of the playroom last night and find him. And I’ll have a talk with the boys, along with Libby and Beth.”
“I’d also like to look through the footage,” I reply. “Because when we find him, we’ll take him to the cell.”
