Logan Brown's POV
The stripper was rubbing herself firmly against me and I moaned slightly at that. She knew exactly what she was doing and it was absolute bliss.
I heard someone clear their throat and it made me lift my eyes from her, it was an unfamiliar man. He looked to be middle-aged, and carried so much power.
"I am glad to finally meet you in person, Logan Brown. You've made quite the reputation for yourself." He took a seat opposite me and I knew he meant business.
"Go!" I ordered the stripper and she quickly pulled herself off me and left the place. I was in a VIP area and it was pretty lonely.
"Who are you?"
He leaned against the chair he was on and gave me a once over. "I am Volk."
My eyes widened and I sat upright. His name definitely precedes him. "What do you want with me? I have not meddled in your business."
"I am well aware of that. In fact you make my life easy. You have been trying pretty hard in sabotaging Ryan Redland's merchandise."
