Blood Curse (Vampire Mafia: The Boston Clan) by Angela Sanders

Author:Angela Sanders [Sanders, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Angela Sanders' Books
Published: 2021-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen: Emilio

Something in my gut told me I’d be seeing Harlow tonight if my visions had been correct. It worked well with the plans I had for her—for us, if I were being honest.

However, I wasn’t under the illusion that convincing her would come without pushback. Likely, quite a bit, based on what I’d witnessed from the little witch so far. Honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As soon as I got to the club, I spotted Nicky having a drink. I needed to ensure everything was prepared for Harlow’s arrival, and he was just the guy to make it happen.

Strolling toward the bar, I tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, I need to talk to you for a minute.”

Nicky set down his whiskey and spun on his stool. “What’s up, Boss?”

“Not here. In private.” I eyed the bartender, who immediately tended to somebody else at the other end of the bar, and out of earshot. “Let’s head to my office.”

He downed his drink in one go and stood to his feet. “All right, Boss. I’m right behind ya.”

The club was mostly empty, save for my guys and a few regulars who’d come in early, and I nodded as we made our way to the back. I unlocked the door and gestured for Nicky to have a seat.

Closing it behind us, I rounded my desk and sat in my mahogany leather chair to face him. “Okay, so I told you and the guys that the witch may be coming to the club in three days—now, two days. Well, the timeline’s been moved up. It’ll likely be tonight.”

He scoffed. “You gotta be kiddin’ me. You bringin’ that witch in our club? You sure you trust her after everything?”

My blood started to boil, but I kept a mask of composure. Barely. “Yes. I do. I’ve also got plans for her. Plans I’m not willing to discuss just yet.” I paused, inhaling a calming breath. “What I need from you… I want the club to be presentable. That means no drinking blood on the main floor. It must be done behind curtains or closed doors, where Harlow can’t see. I don’t want to shock her right away. She’s not—”

“The fuck?” Nicky interrupted and I saw red. “You want us to act like fuckin’ humans in here? Why? ’Cause you—”

I bolted from my chair and slammed my hands on my desk, fangs bared. “I don’t give a fuck what you think or how you feel. All you need to do is your fucking job. Capiche? And I just gave you a fucking order.”

Nicky leaned back in his seat, clenching his jaw. “Yeah, Boss. I get it.” He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly rethinking his next words. “I just don’t get what’s up with that witch. I got a bad feeling about her is all.”

Taking another deep breath, I sat down and studied my consigliere for a beat. “I’ve got it handled. When the time’s right, I’ll share my plans with you.

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