My Billionaire Boss by Gold Bella

Author:Gold, Bella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Gold
Published: 2017-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

Owned & Claimed

By Em Covax

Chapter One

“Hey doll, another one, will ya?” Daniel Wyman slurred, leaning over my bar and holding his glass and begging for a refill as if he were a bum out on the street begging for change.

“You know the rule, Danny,” I said, hands on my hips, casting him a firm look. “I have to cut ya off. Your wife would kill me if she found out I'd already let you get this drunk. Again.”

“Screw her,” he said, slamming his glass down on the table, nearly breaking it.

“It's not about her, Danny. It's the law. Now go on home. It's almost closing time anyway.”

Danny didn't worry me. He was in here nearly every single night. He'd been one of the regulars since – well, seemingly forever. Kicking him out was part of the job and had pretty much become the nightly routine. It went along with the territory. But what didn't go along with it was him breaking shit.

Danny moved his hand and knocked the glass onto its side. It rolled off the table and shattered onto the floor as his head slammed against the bar.

“Damn it, Danny,” I cursed, not particularly wanting to bend over to clean the mess up. “Don't you know I'm – ”

The air around us suddenly went still. My heart fluttered in my chest in a way that could only mean one thing. The air felt like it had been sucked from my lungs and the scar on my neck burned as if someone had set my flesh on fire.

I stopped speaking as I heard the door to the bar open and then saw a familiar face walking in – a face I hadn't seen in months. He sauntered in with his usual band of brothers right behind him. They were all tatted up and scarred. They were the type of men known to cause trouble whenever they were in town. People feared them. Were intimidated by them. Did everything they could to avoid them.

The man standing at the front of the pack was tall, broad-shouldered and dressed in ripped jeans and a leather jacket with no shirt. I looked and saw fresh ink on his skin. Several new tattoos covered his chest and his sleeves were now complete, from the look of it. Beautiful artwork, as always. Beautiful artwork on an even more beautiful canvas, if I did say so myself.

“Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in,” I said, trying to pretend like nothing had happened. I stood behind the bar in a way I thought hid most of my body. “Deacon Walker, I wasn't sure I'd see you again after the last fight you got into here.”

Deacon ran a hand through his long, black hair, pulling it aside so I could see the new scar that lined his cheek. I remember the blood from that night – there was so damn much of it – and how his face looked like it had been torn open. He was lucky to have left the place with only that scar as a reminder.

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