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Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com Fri, 30 Dec 2022 14:40:25 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.wownovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com 32 32 One Night Stand (Vegas After Dark #5) Read Online Tory Baker http://www.wownovels.com/one-night-stand-vegas-after-dark-5-read-online-tory-baker Fri, 30 Dec 2022 14:40:25 +0000 http://www.teennovels.net/one-night-stand-vegas-after-dark-5-read-online-tory-baker Genre: Drama, Erotic Authors: Tory Baker Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)

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Two strangers, no names, no promises, one night was all they agreed to. That’s how it started, but that’s not how it will end.

Forest Hughes is a single dad of two girls. He’s sworn off any and all relationships when it comes to women. The last woman who had his last name attached to hers put him through the wringer. Now his sole focus is on his daughters, his family, and his million dollar engineering firm.

The Hughes family has other ideas. When he walks inside his home after a business trip, he finds a surprise he never expected. It seems his past is meeting with his present.

Tory is bringing you the final book in the Vegas After Dark Series, that doesn’t mean you won’t need a fan in this single dad, alpha Hero, nanny romance, with a guaranteed HEA.

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Playlist

One Night Stand Playlist

The Morning- The Weeknd

Atlantis- Seafret

Keep On Loving You- Cigarettes After Sex

Apocalypse- Cigarettes After Sex

Come Away With Me- Norah Jones

Honeybee- The Head And The Heart

Can’t You See- The Marshall Tucker Band

Crazy Love- Van Morrison

Orange Sky- Alexi Murdoch

Daughter- Loudon Wainwright III

West Coast- Lana Del Rey

To a year that wasn’t always the best at times but we survived.

Prologue

Forest

One Week Earlier

“Fuck yeah, baby.” I have her pressed against the wall. Neither of us took the time to shed our clothes. Her dress is hiked up around her hips, the top beneath her tits, exposing them to me. Her not wearing a bra came in handy as my mouth detaches from one nipple, loving that she’s giving herself so freely to me. I didn’t expect to meet anyone this weekend while out of town for a work meeting, turning off the fact that I’m now a single dad. Not like I wasn’t through most of my now failed marriage. It’s nice to know that you’ve still got it after years of a loveless marriage.

“Harder,” the vixen groans as her pussy clenches around my condom-covered cock. I’m unsure if she’s talking about me fucking her or my teeth surrounding her nipple, but I give her what she wants in both cases. I rear back, losing her tight and wet warmth for only a moment until I’m slamming my way inside, so hard and deep that my mouth comes off her nipple. The scream that starts to leave her mouth has mine covering hers. That’s all we’d need—hotel security banging on the door, interrupting me pounding my way inside, lost in the pleasure, giving it my all, knowing that after our talk earlier before we went to her hotel room this is a one-night, and one night only. We didn’t exchange names or numbers, didn’t talk about anything personal, each of us needing a night away from reality. I have no idea what the woman is running away from, nor do I care. The fact that she’s let her inhibitions down, had no problem dropping to her knees the moment we walked into her hotel room, attacking my zipper, wrapping her hand around my cock, was all I needed to know. I didn’t let her mouth touch my length; it’d have been over before it even started. It’s been far too fucking long since I’ve been inside a woman, let alone a hot, warm, willing mouth. The thought of that has my spine tingling, knowing if we had more than tonight, I’d love nothing more than to feel that or to drop to my knees, her back against the wall much like it is now, my head buried between her thighs, her legs on top of my shoulders as I use my body to hold her up. Those fingers that are currently at the nape of my neck as I take her mouth would be doing the same, only pressing me closer, the need to come as bad as the need to taste her. That won’t be happening, though. She’s getting hers, and I’m getting mine. That’s what tonight is about.

“You want more?” I pull away from her lips. I was adamant when this first started that there was no need for me to kiss her. This wasn’t a date, so there was no need to take this any further than me pounding into her silken cunt.

“Yes, please, God, yes,” she chants, head tipped back, eyes closed, those thick, full lips pursed, making me want to take them again.

“Then be quiet. I can’t fuck you and keep you from screaming the hotel down,” I grunt as I thrust forward again, this time grinding myself against her clit, giving her the stimulation she needs, and since her body starts to tremble, I know it’s making her feel as good as she’s making me feel.

“Close, I’m so close.” I’m not through with her. Instead of responding, I move my hands that were placed beside her head to the cheeks of her ass, and we’re moving, my cock still inside. With every step I take, she lifts up then slides down.

“You’re going to come, and soon.” Her back meets the mattress easily. My cock doesn’t leave her as I maneuver her legs in a way so they’re on my shoulders, hands gripping the tops of her thighs hard enough to leave impressions if not bruises as I fuck my cock in and out of her cunt. This time, her eyes are on mine, blue like the Caribbean Sea. A man could get lost in them given the time. I’m not that man. Her eyes close once again, hands gripping the comforter beneath her, ankles locking tightly behind my neck, body lifting up with each moment that I pull back in order to keep the momentum.

“Yes.” It’s a low moan, quieter than earlier when I used my mouth to keep her from screaming. I don’t stop, fucking her through her orgasm, knowing I’m about to get mine. I take in every nuance—the way her nipples are still glistening from where my mouth was on them, how her body is quaking with desire, down to her bare pussy coated with wetness, my condom-covered cock tunneling in and out. Once, twice, three times, and I’m planted all the way inside a woman I don’t know the name of. Cum jets inside the latex. A groan leaves my mouth. The energy I had the entire time we were having sex is suddenly zapped from my body. It takes everything I have to maintain my standing position, fighting against my own body to fall on top of her, maybe even going so far as to moving us so I’m on my back and she’s at my side. That’s not what this is about, though, and I may not be a gentleman in some aspects, but I’ll respect both of our wishes by leaving her afterwards.

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About Last Night (Vegas After Dark #4) Read Online Tory Baker http://www.wownovels.com/about-last-night-vegas-after-dark-4-read-online-tory-baker Fri, 25 Nov 2022 12:33:31 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/about-last-night-vegas-after-dark-4-read-online-tory-baker Genre: Alpha Male, Drama, Funny, Romance Authors: Tory Baker Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)

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This billionaire alpha won’t stop until he has his woman in his bed forever.

Madden Hughes took one look at Hendrix and knew he had to have her. She’s going to be his, but she fights him at every turn. In fact, there are times when it feels as if she might hate him.

He’ll break through the stubborn beauty’s walls. She will be his. There can be no other option. There’s just something about her that has him hooked.

She accuses him of being a stalker. He’s not, he is her forever. He just has to find a way to prove it to her.

Tory is bringing you a delicious enemies to lovers romance, that can be read as a standalone in the Vegas After Dark Series. Be prepared to swoon with this over-the-top possessive Alpha that refuses to take no for an answer.

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Playlist

Million Dollar Baby- Ava Max

Fade Into You- Mazzy Star

Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey

Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood

Everyday People- Sly & The Family Stone

Mony Mony- Tommy James & The Shondells

If You Don’t Know Me by Now- Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes

Time in a Bottle- Jim Croce

Rocket Man- Elton John

Me and Bobby McGee- Janis Joplin

Piece of My Heart- Big Brother & The Holding Company, Janis Joplin

Animals- Nickelback

Space And Time- S.G. Goodman

Jolene- Dolly Parton

Go Your Own Way- Fleetwood Mac

To a reader who made me realize this a trope I never touched on, it was hard, it was fun, and to me it was totally worth it.

ONE

Hendrix

There are a few things in life I love more than my friends and family, and those are as follows.

My golden retriever, Jolene.

My job as a personal assistant to an amazing friend.

My love for all things nature, walking, hiking, and watching the sunset.

My record collection, which is currently taking over my living room.

My fierce independence, thanks to the men in my family who drilled it into my head at a young age that you should want a man or significant other, not need him. It’s not that the men cut and run either; they didn’t. They’re there for the long haul once they meet their match.

Every day for the past three days, my walk with Jolene has been interrupted by a man and his dog owner, who clearly has no idea what he’s doing with his chocolate lab. My girl, who is still a puppy at the age of fourteen months, needs her walk. The longer the better, especially on days when I’m out of town with Journey. Even a dog sitter who stays overnight and gives Jolene a walk is not a match for a three-mile hike. I don’t blame the dog; I blame the owner.

Earlier this week, Cooper tried to pee all over Jolene, and since I got between them to try and stop the chocolate lab before he saturated Jolene with the offending stench, we both didn’t come out unscathed. I love my girl, but bath times are not easy for the big girl with all her fur. Though, if I got off my ass and bought my own house with a pool, she’d be in the water non-stop. My parents even got Jolene a float she can’t pop with her nails at their house. She’ll swim and then get on the float and lounge around like she’s the queen.

I’m not saying Jolene is the perfect dog; she’s not. A puppy herself, that loves to chew on my shoes if I leave them out. Panties are fair game, too—clean, dirty, it doesn’t matter; she destroys them. What she doesn’t do is lift her leg to pee on another dog or human.

“Jolene, let’s turn around this time and go to the other stop,” I tell my dog as we’re rounding the bend where we usually sit and take a break, forgetting that my AirPods are in my ears and my sixties and seventies ballads playlist is blasting Piece of My Heart by Janis Joplin. How do I know this? Well, that would be because the owner of said chocolate lab, whose name is Cooper.

There is nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing better to start or finish your day than with a scenic hike with your dog. They may say a dog is a man’s best friend, but that couldn’t be further than the truth when it comes to my relationship with my girl. The two-mile hike helps both of us—Jolene with her energy and me with staying in shape enough to eat my weight in hot wings and French fries every Friday night at the parents’ house, along with a beer. And if just so happens to be fall, it’ll be the family favorite: pumpkin beer.

“There’s more than enough room here,” the man mouths. Ugh. I take one AirPod out to respond. He is a menace, hot in every way possible but a man I am not touching with a ten-foot pole. He couldn’t even tame his dog from peeing all over the place, marking its territory, and there is a cure to that disease besides allowing him to act like an alpha male. You know, getting him the snip snip, saying goodbye to his balls and testicles.

“That’s okay.” I turn around. Jolene whines for a moment until she hears the zipper in my belt bag. I know the way to my girl’s heart, that being the fresh carrots and blueberries she knows and loves, which I carry along with the water and protein bar I make myself choke down if we’re here in the morning. That’s not the case right now. It’s evening. The sun is slowly setting. The sky is casting orange, purple, and blue hues. It’s absolutely breathtaking. I’d love nothing more than to stop and watch as it dips further in the skyline, but that’s not in the cards, at least not today.

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One More Night (Vegas After Dark #3) Read Online Tory Baker http://www.wownovels.com/one-more-night-vegas-after-dark-3-read-online-tory-baker Wed, 26 Oct 2022 19:50:32 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/one-more-night-vegas-after-dark-3-read-online-tory-baker Genre: Alpha Male Authors: Tory Baker Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 46
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Mace Ayala once had everything and let it slip through his fingers. It’s time to get back what belongs to him.

Mace has always loved Tyra. He let her slip away and has been forced to the sidelines. Each day that passes kills him and when he discovers Tyra is dating, he refuses to let another day go by.

He’s going to get his woman and his little boy back under his roof and he won’t take no for an answer.

Tyra may love Mace, but he’s going to have to prove that he’s changed and willing to put his family first this time. He wants more time to prove their love is forever. She’s going to give it to him—but he’ll have to earn his way back into her life.

It’s a good thing Mace is definitely up to the challenge.

Tory has more Vegas nights to heat up your kindle. This second chance, billionaire romance has everything you’ve come to expect with her books and more. So charge your kindle and get ready to get lost in an alpha romance that will leave you swooning.

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Prologue

Tyra

One Year Earlier

“I’m doing the right thing, right?” I ask my best friend, Celeste, for probably the eighteenth time since this date has been set. Von, my four-year-old, is currently at daycare. His father, well, that’s the entire reasoning as why I’m questioning that this is what I should do.

“Tyra, only you can answer that question. I hate like hell you’re going through this and that you won’t even let me come to at least hold your hand.” That’s Celeste for you—there no matter what, even if I’m second-guessing myself.

“I tried, God, I tried my hardest. It’s not like Mace would even go to counseling.” I’m defeated—there’s no two ways around it—emotionally and mentally at my wit’s end. That’s why, a month ago, I tossed in the towel after two years of basically being a roommate to my own husband and called an attorney. There was only so much begging, pleading, and crying a person could do without losing their own self-worth.

“You did, Tyra, don’t doubt that. Right now, it’s about you and Von. That’s all it can be about.” More people need a friend like Celeste. Sure, my parents are amazing, and I’m talking beyond terrific, taking Von when I’ve had an appointment that wouldn’t work around his daycare schedule, helping me move out of what was our home and into the smaller two-bedroom condo we moved into a week or so ago, finally getting situated, albeit sparse because there wasn’t a single thing I was adamant about taking. A fresh start was what I wanted, even if that meant hitting thrift stores and garage sales, repurposing furniture in the form of sanding, staining, or painting. That’s what I did, well, minus Von’s bed. That came brand new. Safety was a concern, and not having something rigged in case my rambunctious toddler decided to be a monkey and jump on the bed.

“I know it’s the only thing to do, but the gaping hole in my chest is making me think otherwise.” I never wanted to be that statistic, the sixty percent of married couples ending in divorce, and maybe that is partly my fault. I wanted what my parents have, to be totally and completely in love with my husband the way my mom is with my dad. The dancing in the kitchen while cooking, Von coming between us or making gross noises because we’re kissing, that’s all gone now, and I’m not sure I’ll ever have it again.

“That’s it. I’m meeting you at the courthouse. No friend of mine is doing this alone. Then we’ll go out afterwards, and you can get rip-roaring drunk. In fact, stay where you are. I’ll swing by and pick you up.” I hear the keys rattling in the background and know Celeste won’t take no for an answer unless I buck the fuck up.

“Celeste, I’m okay, really. I’ll call you when the papers are signed, but I think this is something that needs to be done alone. If you could call my parents and ask if they’ll take Von after daycare so we can grab a drink, that would be awesome.” I’m attempting to put on a fake game of pretending to be okay when inside the walls are closing in.

“Consider it done. I still don’t like that you’re doing this without me. Is Mace going to be there?” Celeste asks the million-dollar question. I’m sitting in my car after arriving at the courthouse early, wanting to be out of the house and away from myself even though that’s not entirely possible.

“He waived that right. Mace is a complete and total stranger to me. I’m just surprised he still sees Von at this stage in the game.” Our beautiful boy—dark hair, tanned skin, lips the exact same color of his father’s, and the only thing he seems to get from me is our matching green eyes. There are times I look at him and see Mace staring back at me when he was little, like in the picture his mom shared with me, and I see the beauty in everything his father gave him, down to the dimple on the right side of his cheek. Other times, my heart aches so badly knowing that what Mace and I had is completely obliterated.

“Shit, maybe this will give him a swift kick in the ass. After you’re done with the heavy stuff, text me. I’ll pick you up from your place, and don’t worry; Von will get taken care of, too. This afternoon, it’s time for you to lick your wounds while licking the salt off your hand before sucking down as much tequila as it takes to get you through the day, okay?”

“Just so long as you’ll hold my hair when the time comes.” Tequila doesn’t make my clothes fall off like the country song says it does to certain people. What it does to me is give me a killer hangover in the form of throwing up, sleeping on the bathroom floor at one point, and waking up with a headache from hell. Apparently, I’m a glutton for punishment, and Celeste will be there right along with me.

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Late Night Caller (Vegas After Dark #2) Read Online Tory Baker http://www.wownovels.com/late-night-caller-vegas-after-dark-2-read-online-tory-baker Sat, 15 Oct 2022 22:38:57 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/late-night-caller-vegas-after-dark-2-read-online-tory-baker Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Authors: Tory Baker Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 43
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Nico Donotello owns the streets of Vegas, but he’d give it all up for her.

As head of the Italian mob, Nico has his hands full. He doesn’t have the kind of life that invites love. There’s something about Journey that makes it impossible to stay away.

He does everything he can think of to protect her while still making her a part of his world.

Yet, when his enemies discover his woman is his biggest weakness, they strike. Nico will have to save her, while making sure everyone knows the consequences of trying to hurt the only woman who will ever own his heart.

Tory is back with an over the top Alpha crime boss in a story that’s full of steamy hot scenes that sizzle. To make it even better, it’s all tied up in a happily ever after bow for you to enjoy!

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ONE

Journey

I love my family, I truly, truly do, but when it comes to one of mom’s charity events, we’re all required to attend. Okay, fine, it’s the only one she organizes, and for a damn good reason, too. Mom’s sister, my Aunt Katerina, well, to say her life was hard is putting it mildly. She didn’t find a man like my father, one who worked his fingers to the bone, loved his wife and children unconditionally, one whom material things didn’t matter to. His family knowing they were loved and providing a roof over our heads and food in our bellies was what he was after. Don’t get me wrong; Dad had pride, worked two jobs so Mom could stay home with me until kindergarten, then she worked hours that worked right along with my school schedule while Dad continued to work, putting my brother, Wylder, through college. And they would have done the same for me, except I veered onto a different path. Tonight is all about Aunt Katerina and the many who suffered at the hands of someone else. It’s probably why my emotions are so heavy, knowing that it still happens. Even if I didn’t know my aunt that well, what I remember is watching my mother crumble when the cops knocked on our door, bringing us the news that my aunt’s husband killed her. Death by strangulation. It was horrible to hear the news at nine years old, to watch my dad barely catch Mom before her knees hit the ground. Ever since that day, she volunteered at the local women’s shelter for domestic violence, bringing me right along with her as a way to give back. My parents tried for years to get Aunt Katerina to leave her husband. The one time she was packed up after he was leaving town for a few days cost her her life. He came back when she least expected it, that was when he finally took everything out on Aunt Katerina, leaving us completely devastated.

Every year, Mom hosts this huge gala, charging thousands for a plate, receiving donations galore, and holding auctions out the wazoo to help not just the local women’s shelters but many across all of Nevada. It always leaves me feeling heavy. It also spurs my ass into purging anything and everything I can from my overflowing closet. Which is why the second my feet hit my condo, my heels came off and the zipper to my dress rasped down, leaving it in a pool of fabric at the front door for me to pick up later. I marched into my bedroom, found a comfy pair of navy-blue joggers, hiked them up my hips, unclasped my bra because no one needs a torture device when you have some, slid on a white tank top, and then headed to the closet to find a sweatshirt. Yes, it’s hot as hell in Vegas this time of year, but that doesn’t mean I don’t freeze my tits off, the air conditioning might be set to seventy-six degrees Fahrenheit; that doesn’t mean I don’t get cold. It’s who I am by nature. Anything below what the thermostat says inside my place, and I’m wrapping myself up in more than what I’m wearing now.

I flip the light switch on in my closet, knowing it’s time to make some headway in this disaster of a room. No one ever tells you when you’re an influencer on Instalook that you’ll have more clothes, shoes, and accessories than you know what to do with, or that the hours you’re keep getting started and continuing on further in your career is ridiculous. I’m talking all hours of the day and night some weeks. Others, like the one I have coming up, are much easier. They always are this time of year. Those two weeks, a week before the charity gala and after, I keep my calendar open, knowing Mom needs help to make sure things run smoothly, and after because, well, sometimes shit gets heavy.

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All Night Long (Vegas After Dark #1) Read Online Tory Baker http://www.wownovels.com/all-night-long-vegas-after-dark-1-read-online-tory-baker Wed, 07 Sep 2022 22:24:00 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/all-night-long-vegas-after-dark-1-read-online-tory-baker Genre: Romance Authors: Tory Baker Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Wylde “Wylder” Hayes is on a mission, one that doesn’t include falling for his sexy new employee.
Wylder’s out to make his new hotel and casino the hottest spot on the Vegas strip. He’s going to make it a success, even if rubbing elbows with the local Kingpin is involved.
One glance at Celeste has him thinking more about claiming her than chasing after money. Her sweet as sin curves, soft smiles, and lips that promise heaven have Wylder ready to make their night together one that neither of them will forget.

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Wylde

Six months, that’s how long this has been in the making, getting my hands dirty in more ways than I care to admit. There’s no way I would have been able to finance it all or get any type of loan, construction or business for the enormity of the once bankrupt and abandoned hotel. It sat for well over three years until it was finally auctioned off. That’s where I came in and bought it at a price no one would touch. A friend who has more connections than I could ever have helped me out. Even if I am a self-made millionaire, it doesn’t touch the billions that come with Nico and his family.

We were the kids, my sister and me who grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, living in a single wide trailer, raised by parents who did their damnedest to give my baby sister and me a better life than what they had. Mom worked two jobs, Dad worked as much overtime as he could get, but instead of moving us out of the trailer park into a more affluent home, they socked away as much as they could. My college was paid for, and once I was settled, that’s when they moved. When I made my first million back from my first investment, capitalizing on real estate, flipping homes at first then moving on to commercial buildings, I paid off my parents’ house. As much as they didn’t feel it was my right to do that, I did it anyway. It was easier to ask for forgiveness than asking for permission.

This hotel, though, was something on a bigger scale; you needed more than millions, especially in a place like Vegas. For a hotel that housed all the modern amenities plus gambling, the bond alone would have taken me years to come up with. So, I bucked up and called in Nico. I needed the money, his family needed a place to launder money. Is it illegal? Yeah. Am I a sell-out? Probably, but at least I’m man enough to admit it, and I’m damn sure not corrupt. I was the one sleeping in my office, never leaving unless it was an absolute necessity, only to shower and eat. It was worth it, especially now, as I’m doing the final walk-through with Monica, my human resource manager, and her assistant, Pierre. Our soft opening is tonight. We’ve invited well-known celebrities, public relation companies, a few magazines, and it seems the room where the blackjack and roulette table are located is seeing a lot of action.

“Ready to see where all the magic will happen for the people who want to get away?” Monica asks as we walk outside the back doors leading to the pool. There are people sitting around the bars. There’s even a swim-up bar that will get a lot of use during the daytime tomorrow seeing how this only started tonight and will run through the weekend.

“Hmmm, and you think it’s the spa?” Pierre clears his throat, a smug smile plastered on his face. I’d like to say I know a lot about what every person wants, but I’m not a mind reader, especially when it comes to something like a spa.

“Guaranteed. You’ll get a return on your investment in less than four months. Wylder Casino and Hotel offers more than meets the eye, and wait till you see what we’ve got up our sleeve,” Pierre chimes in. These two would know more than me. They may work in human resources, but both have a background in marketing and a keen eye to detail, much like myself.

“I sure hope so.” Jesus, the amount I have invested in this place, I’ll owe Nico and his family for more than the ten years we agreed upon. He may be a longtime friend, but no fucking way do I want the Italian mafia at my heels because I can’t produce the cash to work in their favor.

“Well, allow me to introduce Viva la Tranquillità.” This is the one area where I was a fish out of water, so I made sure they had what was needed in terms of rooms for the spa, keeping it basic so that whoever was managing it could make it their own seeing as how they’ll be paying a certain amount of money a month from the spa’s profit.

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