Daniel took off after the passionate kiss; something needed his attention, and he was heading there that exact moment.
Swaying his hips, he cat-walked until he reached a room locked from the outside. Pulling a key from his pocket, he inserted it into the keyhole, and the door groaned heavily as it swung open.
Taking a breath and adjusting his outfit, he finally stepped inside. His eyes landed on the person he'd come to see: Adrian Valez—and Jake, his brainless assistant.
For some reason, Adrian was practicing boxing on Jake, who took each blow like a drug, grimacing and making ridiculous faces the whole time.
"Another shot," Adrian's bass voice commanded.
Jake obeyed, raising his hands to cover half his face. A powerful punch landed against his palms, sending him staggering backward. He fell hard on his butt, landing painfully on the floor. Adrian scoffed.
