It was an open secret that Reggie was a mafia boss. Always in the news and his gang was suspected of almost every crime in the city. Except that there were no witnesses and nothing could ever be proven. That was the reason behind all the undercover police operation. He was the big boss, and Hannah was now inside his den.<br/><br/>Reggie laughed when Hannah looked surprised at his mention of another date. "Feels like a date to me, Hannah. We are having a drink, we danced together earlier in the night, and now you are in my apartment. Doesn't it sound like a date?" He had not tried to touch her yet, except holding her during the dance and occasionally her hand when walking to his penthouse.<br/><br/>He ordered some pizza and coke that would arrive in about half an hour. He leaned back on the couch with her, getting comfortable, his eyes noticing more of her exposed thigh as her red dress rode up her hips. Reggie was amused at her reaction, when he mentioned the police, probably one of his tricks to probe if she was an undercover officer. But, she kept his cool, the blonde was innocent, but also intelligent.<br/><br/>Reggie listened intently as Hannah told him about her life, the charges against her. He was a little surprised that a good girl like her could get into law enforcement trouble. "It's okay Hannah, we all have our share of missteps in life." His large black hands rested against the soft pale thighs and he rubbed gently to comfort her, noting the change in mood.<br/><br/>"Let me know if I can be of help. You look too prim and proper to be a club dancer, but I could get you a job in my organization. Something small and easy to start with, so you can learn and do it well." He gulped his drink down and then added. "I have connections in the police, I could get your charges dropped or reduced."