Harmony (The Club Girl Diaries Book 1) by Addison Jane Read Free Book Online Page B

we’re good. A couple of Optimus’ girls had an issue with a guy in town this afternoon. Putting a man on them for a bit in case something comes of it,” Kit explained casually. His voice seemingly relaxed for the first time since he’d spoken in Optimus’ office. “Harmony, this is my best friend and my Sargent at Arms, Tally. Tally, this is Harmony.”
    I reached out and shook his hand. He offered me a great smile which lit up the room. I saw Dana look up at Tally with a smile, apparently expecting an introduction also. When it never came, she slumped a little but kept her grip on his body. Tally to Kit must’ve been like what Blizzard was to Optimus. Their personalities the complete opposite, but balancing each other out perfectly.
    A thought clicked in my head and I nearly spit my beer out, while trying to contain my laughter. They all looked at me strangely. The laughter finally broke free after I’d choked on half a mouthful of my drink.
    Kit bumped me with his hip, catching my attention. “You gonna share with the group?”
    I cleared my throat. “Was just thinking about how these two match.” I gestured between Tally and Dani. “Tally and Ho.” I was barely able to get the words out before another giggle bubbled to the surface. I knew I could get in trouble for somewhat insulting a Brother. But that shit was just too funny to keep in. I felt relief when I looked to my side to find a genuine smile broken through Kit’s previously stern expression. Laughter burst from Tally’s mouth and he held out a fist. I didn’t hesitate in bumping it with my own.
    Dana departed not long after with a stomp in her step and a flick of her hair. That was how I ended up sitting at the bar with Tally and Kit, learning how to properly fist bump and how to make it explode.

 
    Watching her on that damn stage had my dick straining uncomfortably against my jeans. The bitch was hot. More than hot. Fucking scorching.
    She moved like a silk scarf in a light breeze, her curves softly swaying and twisting. The song she danced to was dark and slow, her actions flowing in perfect time with the music and reflecting the heart-wrenching lyrics. It was like the music was inside her and working its way out. It was hypnotizing and I couldn’t stop my body as it moved closer. I wanted to memorize her figure, her curves, and the way her hair flowed as she flicked herself around the pole.
    When she was done, I was met with two wide hazel eyes. Fucking beautiful.
    When I’d heard Optimus order a brunette to grab the girl on the stage and meet him in his office, I knew I had to be in on that.
    And that was it. I was done for, straight after the moment she opened her mouth to object to Optimus’ order of protection. He’d shot her down with some stern words about her following orders and she had fallen into place fast after that.
    I didn’t have an Old Lady for a reason. There were certain characteristics I needed the woman at my side to have. It was essential for her to be strong and opinionated, but she also needed to know that I was in charge and when she should back down. I wanted a woman who would challenge me, but that would accept that the rules that I place within my club and my home are there for the protection of my family. I didn’t need a woman that was going to fall at my feet and worship the ground I walked on. I wanted a woman who was strong enough to stand beside me as an equal.
    I saw all these things in her.
    Telling me she was a club whore had only made my need to own her grow stronger. Knowing these men used her body for their own pleasure made me sick. I didn’t want to just possess her body. I wanted her mind, her fucking soul and I was going to have it.
    “You wanna dance?” Harmony asked, looking up at me from her seat. Three beers in her and her eyes were sparkling with intoxication and lust, but she was still holding herself well. I knew she wanted me. I hadn’t missed the way her eyes roamed my body or how