Ryan Redemption: A Dark Mafia Romance. Book 2 in New York Ruthless Series
Ryan Redemption: Chapter 45

As I look around the packed club, I strain my eyes to spot Liam and Conor, but I can’t see either of them. The last time I saw my twin he was throwing a couple of underage college kids out, while trying to fight off a particular handsy one who seemed to have taken quite a shine to him. He asked me to help him out but I was too busy laughing at the panic stricken look on his face.

Six months ago, being felt up by a twenty year old with hardly any clothes on would have been a good night out for him, and me. But that was before Jessie! Two more hours in this place for me and then I’ll be joining her.

Liam and me have been pulling double shifts almost every night in this place while Conor was away, so tonight is my turn for an early finish. And that means I get Jessie all to myself. I cannot wait to crawl into bed beside her and fuck her senseless. My cock throbs at the thought of being inside hot, wet pussy and the sound of my name on her lips when she comes.

I rearrange my cock in my suit pants to relieve the growing pressure and one of the barmaids notices me and gives me a huge smile. Damn. The pussy in this place is fine, and it’s wall to wall every single night. But I have no interest in any of these women any more and that is as much is a surprise to me as anyone. I have never been in love. I used to think it was a crock of shit. But fuck me, I would die for that feisty little red-head upstairs.

I scan around for Liam and Conor again as I feel a hand on my shoulder. I spin around and come face to face with a guy about my age with a bright green Mohican.

I frown at him.

“You’re Mikey, right?” he shouts over the music.

“Depends who’s asking.”

“Jessie,” he replies and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

“Jessie?” I snarl at him, because as far as I know she is safely tucked up in bed about eight floors above us.

“She’s looking for you. She asked me to replace you for her.”

I grab him by the collar of his shirt and he flinches. “What?” I push my face closer to his.

“A girl called Jessie asked me to tell you that she needs to speak to you. She’s downstairs in the VIP area.”

“What did she look like?” I hiss.

“I don’t know. Hot. Red hair,” he stammers and I release my grip on him.

“Was she alone?”

He straightens his shirt. “Yeah, man. She looked like she’d been crying.”

“Fuck!” I push past him and make my way to the VIP bar as my pulse starts to race. What the hell is Jessie doing down here and why is she crying?

It’s only as I push my way through the crowds of people that I think about the woman waiting upstairs in bed for me, who no longer has red hair because she dyed it brown when she was in Arizona. So, what the fuck is going on? I look around for my brothers again and grab one of our bouncers as he passes. “You seen Liam or Conor?” I ask.

“Conor went out the back a few minutes ago. Last time I saw Liam he was throwing those two kids out.”

“Anything weird happened here tonight?” I frown at him.

“Nothing weirder than usual, Boss. Why?”

“Find my brothers and tell them to meet me in the VIP bar.”