Chapter 14

Jordan Miller

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I kind of blamed Alessandro for what happened back at the club.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been living in his mansion and I wouldn't have had to go to the club.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had to go to the club and I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone and I wouldn't have had a man corner me in the ladies' room. 

If I didn't have a man corner me in the ladies' room, the fate of his life wouldn't have been in my hands. 

And Alessandro wouldn't have killed him.

Alessandro didn't make his death easy either. Right in front of me, as soon as I'd made my decision, he fired a shot at his leg.

I still remember the gut-wrenching scream that left his lips. Of course, Alessandro wasn't fazed as he fired another shot at his other leg. Then, he gave him the option to