Russian's Intense Love (Drobilka Family Series #2) Read Free

expanded outside the drug trade into more profitable ventures.
    Bethany shut the file with a sigh. This was much more than she had anticipated, and the thought of going into work at the Rubicon filled her with dread. She needed to hold it together if they had any chance of shutting them down. Placing the file back in the cabinet, she locked it before grabbing her backpack. She was expected to attend school at least on a part-time basis in order to maintain her cover, and she had a language class in fifteen minutes, which was just enough time to grab some caffeine.
    As she headed over to what had become her favorite coffee cart, she rubbed the back of her neck. She looked around and tried to figure out what was out of place, but the campus was alive with students and she didn’t see anything amiss. Shaking her head, she ordered a triple-shot latte and a scone before returning to the languages building. With two classes, back-to-back, she would be done by eleven and wouldn’t have to be back on campus until Thursday, assuming nothing was going on. As she walked past a group of students, lost in thought, she failed to notice the young man standing with the other students but not engaging with them. He watched as she entered the building before trailing in after her.
    When Wednesday evening rolled around, Bethany was nervous about going in to work. The picture of Vadim painted by the file they had on him had her wondering about the two very different men. The original, hard as nails, quick to anger and react versus the one who rescued her from drunks and managed to turn her insides upside down with only one look. She had a hard time reconciling the two and worried that the killer for hire was simmering just below the surface of the man whose arms she felt comfortable falling asleep in.
    Parking in the employee parking lot at the Rubicon, Bethany walked inside. Four of the members of the Drobilka cartel were sitting at their usual table, and she nodded to them as she walked past. She didn’t see Vadim anywhere and assumed that he was in his office. Debating about sticking her head in, she headed to the employee locker room to change into her uniform.
    Slipping into the short shift, she adjusted the belt to hide the scars that riddled her body before lacing up her gladiator sandals. She fiddled with her hair as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Not yet twenty-five, her slender, boyish figure didn’t look like any of the other women who worked at the Rubicon, who sported curvaceous, well-endowed figures.
    Well, it wasn’t as if I planned to make a career out of working at a strip club , she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror one last time. Walking out onto the floor, she picked up her tablet and turned to her station to see who needed help. A small party of what looked to be frat boys from the UT was already pounding back drinks as they watched the dancers on stage. Making her way around, she cleared empty glasses and took more orders while avoiding the obligatory groping of her ass.
    Remembering Sasha’s advice on her first day, she did her best to avoid the drunken partygoers as she waved to one of the dancers to run interference for her while she waited on the tables. As she turned, she bumped into a young male sitting in her area. She bumped into another when she stepped back to apologize. Bethany quickly maneuvered out from between them by stepping sideways as she gave them her best fake smile.
    Staggering in front of her, the first guy leered at her, “Thisssssss is my baaa-ch-lor party,” he slurred.
    “Well, congratulations on your lucky day, how about if I buy you a drink to celebrate?”
    “Only if you drink with me,” he answered.
    She frowned slightly and pointed vaguely over her shoulder. “Well, the bosses don’t like it when the servers drink as it might lead to dropped drinks. How about if I…” Bethany paused when she realized that her tablet was no longer secured to her