Authors Note: I apologize in advance if this type of story has been posted before. I had this idea in my head and I just wrote it down, and to the very small few that actually read this chapter, let me know if it needs a second one. And oh, me and the editor did our best to make this chapter perfect, so I apologize again if anyone see any mistakes.
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He was such an asshole! I hated guys like him, guys that were arrogant, self-assured, self centered and egotistical beyond belief. Guys like him drive around in fancy sports cars with a pretty blonde haired, blue eyed 18 year old in the passenger seat with a tight top and a lose bottom. And with that fancy sports car and pretty blonde, he'll be wearing a nice Armani suit to match.
He's the type of guy that probably fucks a different type of woman every night of the week. Uhhhh! Yep Kirill de von Jelavich was the type of person that I wanted to avoid, but unfortunately I had to bother with him, or else I would be fired, and I liked my job way to much for this asshole.
If it weren't for my job I wouldn't be here in the first place. I wouldn't be sitting across the table from them in some Las Vegas nightclub looking at him with some tall blonde girl that came with an annoying laugh, bad attitude, and very bad boob job.
"Hehehehehe. Oh Kirill you are so sexy, mmmmmm. I can't wait for you to take me to your house and do whatever you want with me, ohhhh. You get me all hot and bothered." The blonde whispered while playing with his chest.
"Ummm that sounds like a very delightful plan of action there my sexy little kitty. Do you know what I'm going to do to you once we're there baby? I would like to stick my..."
This had to stop, if I wanted to hurry and get this meeting over with.
"UUUHHHH! EXCUE ME BUT COULD YOU PLEASE STOP THIS FOR A FEW MOMENTS AND TALK ABOUT PUSSY ON YOUR OWN TIME?" I was annoyed with their touchy feely session that it made me yell across the table to get their attention, and that I did especially the blonde Barbie.
"What the fuck is your problem lady?!"
"My problem is that while you two are sitting there kissing the night away I have very important issues to discuss with Mr. Jelavich here. But believe me once we're done here you can gladly continue to be his next conquest with your panties on his fuck wall of fame."
The girl looked at me with wide eyes, stunned at what I just said. "Umm, what do you mean?"
"I mean if you want your panties in his oh so marvelous panty collection then go ahead and be my guest, but could you please do this once I leave? Thanks."
"Look bitch I really...!" the blonde stood and shouted. She was mid sentence when Kirill put his hand around her wrist. "Listen sweet heart, could you please just give me Miss. Carter thirty minutes to discuss some important issues? And once those thirty minute are up I will come looking for you, hmmmm, 'kay?"
The girl gave him a sweet smile before turning her head in my direction; gave me a nasty look, then rolled her eyes at me before stomping off.
"Ok, now that I got her out of the way, we can discuss business."
"What type of business is so important that it made you this impatient my dear?"
"Well since you said it like that, the business I need to discuss with is about your club and its illegal activities." I retorted at him
He chuckled a little before saying "what illegal activities are they my dear sweet detective?"
"Please don't do that. Me and the S.A.B. have been lead to believe that your club is involved with prostitution, letting in minors, giving said minors alcohol, and drug possession."
"Is that all detective, is that all you have to say to me? After the big scene you made"
"No, although all those reports might be true, we can't bust you for any of them except drug possession."
A strange look came over his face when I mentioned this; his golden eyes instantly became intense.