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Though I think in this context,
Boris was calling you a demon.”
    “Perhaps
he was referring to my devilish appearance.” He waggled his eyebrows.
    Tabby
scowled. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”
    Linx
shrugged. “I do not know him, but Boris struck me as a superstitious man, who’d
be afraid of his own shadow if it tapped him on the shoulder.”
    She
rubbed the back of her neck. “That’s probably it,” she said, but it didn’t
sound like she believed him. “See ya .” Tabby walked
away.
    “Where
are you going?” Linx called after her.
    “Home,”
she said. “You should do the same.”
    Tabby
left him standing on the sidewalk. Not only had she brushed away his kiss,
she’d also dismissed him. Linx had never been dismissed by a
woman in his life . Not even when he was young and inexperienced. He
watched her fade into the distance. And decided he didn’t like it or her one
bit.

 
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    Chapter
Three

 
    Sergei Belovich watched Tabitha Shelley pull the man out the
door. He’d had a bad feeling about the guy ever since he’d laid eyes on him.
His suspicions rose, when the man intervened on Tabitha’s behalf. Were they
working together?
    He
wouldn’t put anything past her. She was determined to get her beloved sister
away from him. She still didn’t understand that once someone was his, they
stayed his until he let them go. The
woman was becoming a pain in his ass. Sergei should’ve killed her long ago. It
would’ve made controlling Taylor much easier.
    The
spot between his shoulder blades itched. A sure sign that trouble was on the
way. Was it the stranger who’d only moments ago tried to walk out the back door
with two of his strippers? Or was something else coming?
    Sergei’s
mother had always told him that Romanian gypsy blood ran through his veins. He
hadn’t believed her until that same itch saved him from a bullet. Now he paid
attention.
    He
didn’t like the man. Sergei could’ve easily chalked the whole thing up to
jealousy, given the man’s striking good looks, but that wasn’t it. Something
about him seemed off .
    A
cold breeze brushed past him and Sergei turned expecting to see someone
standing behind him, but no one was there. His eyes narrowed as he carefully
scanned the smoky bar to locate the cause of his sudden unease. Other than the
regulars, who’d been coming in for years, nobody stood out.
    Sergei
tried to shake off the feeling of being watched, but it clung to him like a
maggot on rotting flesh. He surveyed the room once more, then turned back to
the woman he’d been bedding for the last few months. He still enjoyed Taylor’s
body, but he didn’t appreciate the baggage she brought with her or her clinginess.
    She
was getting too attached and that wouldn’t do. He demanded compliance and
monogamy from his women, but emotions complicated things. Sergei didn’t do
emotions. He’d learned that lesson from his mother early on. And monogamy,
well, that was one-sided, too.
    Sergei
rolled his shoulders as the hair on his neck prickled. His flame-haired pet
looked at him expectantly as he returned to his seat. “Your sister is bad for
business,” he said softly, but he saw her flinch all the same. “I can’t have
her coming in here causing a scene.”
    “I’ll
talk to her. That’s all she wants.” Taylor petted his arm in a soothing fashion,
though the touch did little to douse his temper. “I’m sure once I do, she’ll
leave you—leave us—alone.” She scooted closer, allowing her ample
bosom to brush against his chest.
    Sergei
rubbed a knuckle along her soft cheek and felt his cock tighten. She really was
beautiful. Fortunately, there were many more like her in the world. “I’ve
already given you enough time. You said you’d handle her and you haven’t. Now
it’s my turn.”
    Tears
filled her hazel green eyes. “Please Sergei, give me another chance. I know I
can get through to her.” She choked back a sob.
    He
grabbed a handful of her hair and