Perilous Lady: An Enemies to Lovers Gang Romance (Crooked Paradise Book 2) by Eva Chance & Harlow King

Author:Eva Chance & Harlow King [Chance, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ink Spark Press
Published: 2021-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

17

Mercy

I smoothed the skirt of my dress as I stepped out of the car Jasper had sent. The black marble walls of the posh bar it’d stopped in front of gleamed, and I caught a hint of jazz seeping through the broad front window.

The man who’d driven me motioned briskly to the door. “Mr. Herald is already waiting for you. Let’s not keep him waiting.”

He’d already patted me down for weapons before I’d gotten in the car. He’d been brisk and efficient about that too, but his detachment hadn’t comforted me. It’d given me the impression of him carefully checking over a package he was supposed to deliver for his boss’s exclusive use.

He ushered me into the bar and over to a large booth at the back of the room. Everything inside had a reddish cast to it from the mood-lighting. It made the three men waiting for us at the table look even more ominous than they would have anyway.

The two who sat at the closest ends of the booth, dressed casually but with a noticeable lump of a gun at their hips, got up at our approach. Their eyes lingered on the plunging neckline of my dress before skimming over the rest of me. One prowled around me, and I could practically feel him ogling my ass. I resisted the urge to ram my elbow backward and “accidentally” clock him in the gut.

But most of my attention stayed on the man still seated at the back of the booth, his eyes roving over me just as avidly from there. This was Jasper Herald.

My first thought was that he resembled a pig. He’d slicked his graying hair close to his scalp, but no amount of gel could hide the fact that it was thinning, letting hints of the pale, pinkish skin beneath show through. The swell of his portly frame filled out an expensive-looking suit tailored to his bulk, and his wide nose was slightly upturned. He wore a thick gold chain on his neck and a Rolex watch on his wrist.

He smiled broadly at me and got up when he must have been satisfied with his men’s close examination. They hadn’t blinked twice at Anthea’s hair pin, thank God.

“You must be Mercy Katz,” he said in a jovial voice that sent a shiver over my skin. Did he think I was happy to be here? He held out his arms as if he expected me to give him a hug in greeting.

Uh, no, that would definitely set the wrong precedent for this “date.” I lowered my head in acknowledgment instead. “That’s me. Mr. Noble sends his regards. I’m looking forward to spending the evening with you.”

The last bit was a lie, of course, but I was trying to keep Jasper a little placated. My attempt clearly fell short. His smile stayed in place, but a cold glint entered his eyes as he lowered his arms.

He settled for taking my hand and kissing the back of it. Cloying cologne wafted off him.

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