Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1107

"But your club better line up ten beautiful women to serve me around the clock for a full week—no interruptions!" Davon demanded.

Seth replied coolly, "Not just ten. I can give you 20 if you think you can handle it. Anytime you want."

Inwardly, Seth was disgusted by the bloated pig in front of him. If Davon had not been a longtime VIP client, Seth would have kicked him out a long time ago.

This loser wanted to compete with him for Aspen? Not a damn chance.

He would not even let anyone kiss the ground Aspen walked on, let alone touch her. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he had already decided—Aspen would be his and his alone.

Davon sneered, "One more thing, Mr. Haywood—you better be careful. I saw Andrew fight with my own eyes. He took down Rufus without breaking a sweat. You better bring your A-team to that hotel."

Seth pointed at himself and scoffed. "Please. I am the A-team. Every single direct descendent of the Haywoods could end that little punk 100 different ways before breakfast."

Without wasting another moment, Davon's crew and Seth's enforcers—over 100 men—stormed toward the hotel like a small army.

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Meanwhile, Andrew and Aspen had already packed up, ready to ghost the hotel.

"You think our little diversion's gonna work?" Aspen asked, her eyes flashing with a dark, vengeful gleam.

Andrew stayed calm as ever. "Don't worry. You'll get to watch the fireworks."