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Maximus

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Maximus

Lifting my glass to my lips I look through the one-way mirror below into the club, bodies mingled together dancing, drinking and kissing. We own multiple clubs as a way to be more legitimate and clean our money from our loan business.

"Where's Tate, thought he was on book duty tonight?" Romano asked writing the weekly report of loan payments.

Glancing at Romano, I chuckle. "He met the new bartender, Vincent. Thought I would let him have some fun and take the book tonight."

He nodded and continued his work leaving me to keep myself entertained. Turning back, I watched those below me, unaware of my attention.

Pale hair called out from the sea of people, my lips pulling up when I looked closer.

I can recognize the blond hair and toned body anywhere.

"Stella."

Walking over to Romano's desk I bend down turning the computer monitor towards me, taking the mouse in my hand to find Stella in the security feed. Zooming in I found her scowling at two men beside her, both of them laughing as one put his arm around the other man's waist. The other man moving his hand to ruffle Stella's head. She slapped his hand scowling but then threw her head back laughing flipping them off. My eyes ran over her on the computer screen, even on camera she is stunning.

Stella. Star. Perfectly fitting with how she shines inside and out.

Part of me wanted to be jealous that she was with two men but it was obvious the men she is with are together themselves making her friends with them.

Good.

Reaching over I grabbed the walkie talkie that is connect to all the bouncers in the club. "Girl by bar; blond hair, blue dress with two other males. Let her and friends into the VIP section."

"Heard Mr. Sorrentino." A bouncer replied back.

My eyes watched a bouncer walk down the bar stopping at Stella and her friends. Confusion flashing on her face, one of her friends pushed her forward making her scowl at him while the bouncer motioned them towards the VIP booths.

Romano turned his head. "Your next prey?"

Moving the mouse, I clicked on the security cameras in the VIP section, my eyes following Stella's movements as she walked to a booth and took a seat. Taking another sip of my drink I couldn't watch her anymore. I'm not a possessive man, but I'm not a man who watches what I want from a distance.

"She is much more than a prey and I have grown out of chasing tail for unsatisfying nights." I mutter watching her move within the security cameras, Romano giving a scoff beside me. "Also, don't let Esperenza hear you calling women prey, cousin or not she will cut off your manhood little brother."

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