Wicked Destiny - By Tiffany Stevens Page 0,29

faces in the street to see if they’d just seen what I just saw and, surprisingly, no one did. Everyone kept going as if nothing had happened.

“Okay, this is just TMI right now. Please, no more tricks. I’m not sure what I might do next.”

“That’s fine. I’m going to grab us some sandwiches since we didn’t get to eat. See you inside?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.” He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and he was off.

I walked into the club about an hour earlier than normal and I took a look around. I thought about shutting the club down, but then I realized it wouldn’t fix the problem. I walked to the closet, trying to figure out if there was anything for me to do. As I put my purse up, I heard employees walking in. I peeped my head out to see who it was and I saw Jared heading to his office and the DJ walking to his booth. I knew then that I would start with Jared. Walking out of the closet, I made my way to Jared’s office.

“Hey, Sloane. Want to hear something special before work?” asked Stan, the DJ, stopping me in my tracks.

“How about some Linkin Park and Sleeping With Sirens?”

“Coming right up.”

I finally stopped right in front of the office door, confused about whether I should knock or just barge in. What was I afraid of? In reality, I was his boss. He didn’t know that, of course, but he was about to find out. So, I walked right in just like I owned the place.

“Something wrong, Sloane? You’re a whole hour early.”

“I need to talk to you.”

“Sure, what is it? Man problems?” He smiled at me.

“No it’s Imp problems.” It certainly got his attention.

“Imp problems? I’m not following.” I strolled over to him and leaned over the desk he sat behind.

“Oh, I think you do, and I suggest you do your recruiting elsewhere or you will find yourself out on your ass.”

“I think you forgot who your boss is, cupcake. If anyone will be tossed out on their ass, it will be you. So before you piss me off any further, I think you should leave.”

Oh, he had my blood boiling then. Without even thinking, I reached across the desk and snatched him up by his shirt. I dragged him clear across his desk and slammed him to the floor. The look of terror in his eyes gave him confirmation that I knew exactly what Imp business he had going on. I picked him up and slammed him back against his desk.

“Now that I have your undivided attention, let me make this clear to you. I am the silent owner of this place. You answer to me and me alone. This is your final warning. If you want to stay, do your recruiting somewhere else on your own time, and not mine.”

I turned to walk out, and for once since everything’s been going on, I refused to worry about the color of my eyes and freaking people out. For the first time I felt inside my own element. As I grabbed the door handle to leave, I sensed Jared coming at me. I spun around to look and he was already there, grabbing me by my face and pinning me.

“You think you’re hot shit, don’t you? Walking around here in your whorish clothes thinking you are so damn superior.” He was really pissed.

“Technically, I am superior, and as for my whorish clothes, you love them. I’m going to tell you one time and one time only—get your hands off me.” I couldn’t believe how calm I was. He gripped a little harder, and then there was another presence in the room with us.

“I think the lady asked you to let go nicely enough. If I’d asked, you’d have lost that arm.” It was Viktor and he leaned against the desk with his arms crossed over his chest and a look that scared even me.

“I knew you were something else. This is between me and her, Fallen.”

“See, that’s where you are wrong. Whatever business you have with her you have with me, and I promise you that whatever deal you made to secure your title won’t be enough to fix what I will do to you. So, let her go. The both of you have to get back to work.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. The anger that I tried to hold back and keep hidden was pushing its way to the top