Pleasing the Devil

Ace POV

The second I walked out of the airport there was David. White messy hair with a small beer belly dressed in khaki shorts and a fucking button-down shirt with little blue sailboats on them. What the hell was he wearing?

He looked like an idiot holding a stupid sign with my name on it along with a cheesy smile. This dude was way too old to be so happy. I nodded to the few men I brought along for security to follow behind us. I never had someone try to attack me in public before, but as powerful as I was, I needed eyes everywhere.

"Christian! It's so good to see you again." David gave me a half hug then grabbed my bag.

I held my straps tight "I got it!" I glared at him. There were only clothes in it, but I can carry my own bag.

"Of course. You look like you had a meeting this morning. Why don't we head home and you can change?" He began walking out of the airport to his Mercedes parked out front.

"I'm fine and I didn't have a meeting." I looked down at myself. This was one of