The Cleaner (Born Bratva Book 4) by Suzanne Steele

Author:Suzanne Steele [Steele, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Suzanne Steele
Published: 2016-04-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty One

Nikita

I straighten the cuffs on my shirt, getting into the clear mindset I’ll need when dealing with this guy. He’s a pimp in every sense of the word. The man draws women like a magnet and not the ugly ones either. Women want to work for him because of what he offers. They’re dressed in designer labels, have their own drivers and bodyguards, he doesn’t take all their money, and he only fucks them if they’re willing. Most of them have boyfriends and some even have husbands, but most of them like to hop aboard the Diego train every chance they get.

His manwhore ways kicked into overdrive after a break up when his main woman left. He was known for sleeping with two or three at a time, and from what I understand he’s returned to his old ways where pussy is concerned. But he’s all business otherwise and anyone who deals with him knows not to fuck him over. That includes the husbands or boyfriends of his bed partners, unless they want their mother’s home blown up. He has a penchant for blowing up cars, houses, and people.

Anyone with any sense is scared of him. Now, my family isn’t scared of the cartel but we do respect it, especially now that we’ve entered into a peace treaty of sorts with them.

Like any pimp, Diego enjoys the finer things in life. As we approach, he’s draped across an antique chair that might as well be a throne. It probably cost more than the average Joe makes in a year. A cream-colored suit paired with a flashy tie has him looking every inch the pimp, right down to his red designer shoes. He still manages to exude an air of class, even elegance. Like my father and me, he wears his long hair in a ponytail. His hair is as pitch black as his devious eyes, which he has trained on Natasha as he gives her a heated once over. He knows it’s a sure way to piss me off, but I refuse to be this afternoon’s entertainment so I keep my cool.

“Mr. Glazov, I’m honored. And Natasha…”

He stands, studying Natasha’s face as she meets his gaze. “Oh, how I need a woman like you around here. Smart. Deadly. A challenge. All this Barbie doll frilly shit doesn’t do it for me anymore.”

“They say the most beautiful women in the world come from Colombia, it shouldn’t be hard to find one with the skill set you require in your business.” Natasha continues to meet his unwavering gaze. It’s probably why he likes her, she doesn’t back down.

“Yes, maybe you’re right. Perhaps I haven’t been looking in the right places.”

Though he’s smiling benignly, the smoldering look in his eyes could melt ice. He’s taunting her but covering it very well. Diego is the kind of man that can lull you into thinking everything is fine -- and then slice your throat as you sip your Perrier. He knows how to keep a person on edge, in a constant state of fear.

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