5

“Wanna go clubbing with me tonight?” Susan asked her friend, Caroline that evening after she returned back home.

She'd been reluctant to leave Samuel alone, but he'd insisted that he was alright. Susan didn't believe him, but she left because she had plans of her own, and that plan involved going to The Summit. The Summit was the name of the club owned by Leo Spencer, and she planned to have a chat with him about her brother's situation. It was a horrible plan from hell, and she had no idea how she was going to pull it off, but after seeing her brother badly beaten up, she was willing to risk it, even if it meant coming face to face with the scariest man she'd ever met in her life.

Caroline, who had no idea what Susan planned to do, was very eager to say yes. Caroline liked to dress up and go out, so for her, this was a great opportunity to do it. She showed up at Susan's apartment at exactly 11:30, wearing bumshorts, a silver crop top and a pair of knee high boots.

Susan simply settled for a black, backless jumpsuit that clung to her body and outlined her curves. She wore red high heeled shoes because she remembered how tall Leo Spencer was, and she figured it would help if she didn't feel so dwarfed standing next to him.

Susan had not been to a club in a long time, not because she hated it, but because she barely had time for it. The Summit was a majestic looking club, and it seemed to have everything it took to ensure that one had a good time, but unfortunately that wasn't what she was here for. Caroline got them drinks from the bar almost immediately, and Susan gladly accepted. She didn't need to be drunk, but she certainly needed a little buzz if she was going to see and talk to the almighty Leo Spencer.

Forty minutes later, there was still no sign of Leo, and Susan was tired of just hanging around. Even Caroline had given up trying to get her to come to the dance floor and now she was grinding up against some guy who'd approached them earlier.

Susan looked around, and observed that she'd seen people going up the stairs to what looked like a private lounge a couple of times. Without thinking, and drink in hand, she stood and headed up the stairs. No one stopped her, and when she reached the top she found out that she was right. It was a private lounge, and right there, seated in the center, was Leo fucking Spencer, although he wasn't alone. Two men and a woman were seated at the table with him, and Susan wondered how she was going to interrupt such a gathering.

Her first instinct was to turn around and flee, but it was too late to be a wuss now, so she stood rooted to the spot for a few minutes. A hefty looking man stood near the entrance, and as soon as she made up her mind and tried to walk past him, he stopped her and stared at her like he'd already asked her a question and was waiting for a reply.

“I… I… I need to talk to Leo,” Susan stammered, hoping he could hear her despite the loud music. She involuntarily clutched her purse tighter, although she doubted this man was one bit interested in her possessions. The loud music wasn't making things better, and she suddenly felt faint.

“You can't,” the man replied simply, and said nothing else, as if that simple statement was enough to send her on her way.

It worked, and Susan began to turn around, but then she thought of Samuel and that gave her some courage. Slowly, she turned around again. The man was distracted now, his back turned slightly as he spoke to another man who had approached him from behind. This was her chance, Susan thought as she hurried forward.

She was close. So close, but then a large hand was wrapped around her midriff, dragging her backwards roughly. Susan struggled, but it was useless. Her drink fell to the ground and the glass shattered loudly. She screamed as he began to pull her with him, realizing that she had no idea where he was taking her and that she was probably in a lot of trouble.

They both froze at the loud “Let her go!” that came from behind, and Susan breathed a sigh of relief as she was suddenly released.

Leo Spencer was standing now, and he was striding purposefully towards them with a deep frown on his handsome face. Scared out of her mind, Susan turned around and ran.

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Leo had been sitting at the lounge surrounded by a few of his friends, when he'd caught sight of a woman who looked vaguely familiar. She had a certain ‘vibe’ about her, like she wasn't sure she wanted to be there. She looked so out of place… And it wasn't about her outfit. Her outfit was perfect… Sexy even, but she kept looking around, and she walked almost like she was afraid of falling. The women who usually hung around here had a much different demeanor, slightly drunk, outspoken, confident and loud, but this one looked like she'd barely taken a sip of the drink she was holding rather awkwardly. She looked shy, and although she was very beautiful, she looked…Uncertain.

He'd ignored her for a second, then the next thing he knew, there was a crash and Connor was holding onto her, pulling her away with him. His reaction was swift and stood up to help. Her head lifted as she struggled and it was then that he recognised her. He'd seen that face before, and that hair.

Leo wasn't sure what had possessed him to come to her aid. Neither did he understand why the drive to help was stronger immediately he recognised her. For some reason he didn't like the way Connor was manhandling her, and he was going to stop him. Connor released her immediately he asked, but then she did the one thing he didn't expect. She ran.

His instruction to Connor was simple, “Bring her back,”