Page 17 of His Forbidden Obsession

He held out his hand for me to shake, and it was all I could do not to laugh. I’d infiltrated his house, fucked his son, and now he was shaking my cum-covered hand.

“Come back in for a drink.” Dimitri didn’t mean it as a suggestion, but I refused anyway.

“No, it’s time for me to leave.” I’d gotten what I’d come here for: information, more weapons than I expected for the price, and Niko as a bonus. Somehow, though, I didn’t feel as triumphant as I should.

“Good evening, then. You’ve got three days to deliver the money.”

“I’ll contact you.” I walked away. I didn’t like turning my back to him, but I had no intention of letting him know that.

7

LORENZO

When I got home, my younger brothers were waiting for me. “You said you weren’t going to stay long,” Dante said.

“You’re always saying you don’t care about the family business, so why are you even here?”

“I’ve got to keep this one from destroying the place.” He gestured toward Rafe, the baby of the family.

“When are you going to stop treating me like a fucking child?”

“When you stop acting like one,” I said. Rafe was a fucking mess. I had to admit he was doing better running the family’s casino than I expected, but I paid off a hell of a lot of people to push his antics under the rug. Dante and I were both worried that one day we wouldn’t be able to save him from himself.

Rafe rolled his eyes. “So did you make the deal or what?”

“It’s done. He agreed to eighty percent of what we asked for at the price I quoted.”

Dante nodded. “That’s better than I expected.”

“You took eighty percent?” Rafe asked.

Dante frowned. “It’s a steal.”

“I just don’t like you giving in to that bastard. I don’t think we should be working with him at all.”

Neither did I, but I wasn’t given that choice. “I’d prefer to wipe him off the face of the Earth, but he does have the best equipment, and he’s willing to give it to us for a price I’m willing to pay.”

Dante studied me for a moment. “Something else happened tonight. Why did you stay longer than you meant to?”

“Dimitri was busy. There were lots of other guests. I had to wait for a chance to get him alone.”

Rafe shook his head. “He was fucking salivating to talk to you about this sale. It’s the only reason he invited you. He would’ve made himself available. Tell us what else happened.”

Every time I convinced myself Rafe was as dumb as he acted, he showed me he was much more perceptive than I realized. I wished he’d use that side of his brain more often instead of only listening to his dick. “There’s nothing to tell. I went to the party, suffered through talking to the asshole guests, cornered Dimitri, and cut a deal.”

“Where’s your tie?” Dante asked.

I barely stopped myself from reaching up a hand to feel for it. It was on the floor of Nikolai’s room. In my haste to get dressed, I’d never put it back on. I never made mistakes like that. Had Dimitri noticed my tie was gone? Probably, but he likely thought I’d taken one of the female guests up to a room like I’d suggested to his brother. “I didn’t wear one.”

“That is a lie,” Rafe said. “You’re always perfectly dressed, especially when you think it might give you an advantage over other people. You buy into Remington’s idea that good style is the ultimate sign of power.”

Seriously, why couldn’t he be this smart when it came to business? “Fine. I had a little fun at the party, and I forgot my tie when I was done.”

Rafe grinned. “That’s more like it. Tell us all about it.”

Dante frowned. “Do not do that. I don’t need details.”

“At least tell me who it was,” Rafe said.