Tattletale (PALADIN Book 2) by Kay Cove

Author:Kay Cove [Cove, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

CRICKET

I’ve visited a lot of strip clubs. Not for enjoyment, but mainly for work. Mafia men and gangsters love to do their dirty dealings among bare tits, I swear. There was that one time Lance and I mistook a strip joint for a bar. They served good wings, and we were high out of our minds, so we stayed for a show. But outside of that, I keep my sex life relatively private.

But never in my years of going in and out of seedy clubs have I seen something like this.

The Dollhouse. Gabriel’s private club.

I’m currently in the bathroom, washing my hands for the second time under the warm water because the lavender-honey, automatically dispensed soap smells so damn good. Actually, the entire bathroom smells like a sweet meadow. I didn’t actually use the toilet; I’m only here, stalling until Gabriel arrives, but from the looks of it, each stall has a bidet.

I take a deep breath, trying to focus my thoughts and remember the instructions Vienne gave me. Gabriel likes a classy, intelligent woman. If you’re a stripper and your tits are out, he’ll watch, but he won’t touch. A little hypocritical for a man who owns probably the fanciest fully nude club I’ve ever seen in my life. Regardless, it’s why I’m here tonight in a high-necked romper, my breasts fully tucked away.

My crimson stilettos match my silky, red romper. I hate the color red. Maybe because I’ve seen too much blood, cut too many jugulars, and stitched up too many wounds. I see red, and I can almost taste the metallic. It’s not appealing to me. But apparently it is to Gabriel.

Tonight’s mission is easy enough. I’m just supposed to capture his attention. From what Vienne told me, if I’m successful, Gabriel won’t ask for my number, nor will he give me his. Likely, he’ll give me a phone in which he can contact me on. A phone that’s being tracked. He likes to stay in control.

To me, the showmanship is obnoxious. I can’t imagine any woman likes to be waiting at the edge of her seat for a call, unable to initiate a conversation when she pleases. But it’s not like I’m actually trying to date Gabriel. I just need to get him a little turned on and loose-lipped. I’ve done this so many times before. The stakes are higher, but the mission is the same: stalk, seduce, then slay.

When my palms are clear of suds, I grab a hand towel from the warmer. Yes, a hand towel warmer, to keep your hands cozy after the luxurious lavender bath they just took. For fuck’s sake—I could get married in this bathroom and call it a luxury affair.

My stomach flips at the thought of marriage. I push it as far away from my mind as possible, still not ready to open that can of worms. The more I think about Lance, the more I have to dwell on what I almost had and then lost. I wish

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