Chapter 4. Bad Girls Do It Better (1)

[2020, February 14th. Capital City, Warlanda]

Aaron turned his back on Keira. She watched him as he dismissed the waiter who had been stationed at his table all night and discreetly brought the partition around, doing away with the c**** she’d slipped through to get to him.

He took his jacket off, turned around, and laid it down neatly over his chair. Then he walked up to her, took his cufflinks off, and rolled up his sleeves. The sight of him coming towards her sent a thrill all the way from her head, down her spine, to her groin, straight to her toes. Keira didn’t believe in allowing men the power to make her toes curl. In her line of work that shit was too dangerous, but tonight she wasn’t a soldier or an assassin. Was anyone in his presence?

She’d heard the stories of Aaron’s risqué exploits and had been eagerly awaiting becoming one herself. Now that the time had come, however, Keira felt her inexperience with men knock her on her ass. The idea of him making h