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What the fuck kind of shit—

Lev reached out and snatched the man’s camera before whipping the fucking thing right back into the stupid prick’s face. The crunch when the camera fell from the asshole’s hands to the ground said something broke. Whoops.

“Hey, that lens is three thousand—”

“Fuck you and your camera, man.”

He could hear the shutters clicking.

The buzz of all the people talking.

“Daddy! Daddy!”

Shit.

Swinging around, Lev was able to see through the gathered crowd that the children had finally been let out. There stood his daughter with her little backpack, her eyes wide and scared as she surveyed the scene in front of her.

Everything else disappeared to Lev but his kid. The only thing that he cared about at that moment was getting Arely the hell out of that mess as fast as he could. He darted and dodged the people and the questions being slung at him, including the demand from one of his daughter’s educators for a word, to reach Arely and then to make his way back to the Jeep.

By the time he buckled her in, they had swarmed the vehicle.

“Daddy?” she asked from the backseat when he slid into the front. “Why do they have cameras? Do they know Gigi, too?”

She must have heard someone say Gigi’s name. He didn’t answer Arely; he was too busy dialing a number on his phone while he navigated the idiots that had flooded the street.

“Andino here,” his boss said, the man’s voice echoing through the vehicle.

“We need more than one enforcer with Arely because the one who should have been watching her today was nowhere to be seen when I showed up to a half of a dozen assholes with cameras.” Although if he was fair, he hadn’t given the guy much of a chance to show himself with how fast Lev was in and out of there. He very well could have been inside the school with Arely as the employees of the daycare were all well aware of the tabloid situation and his daughter’s need for a bodyguard currently.

Lev shook those thoughts off, adding to his boss on the phone, “… and probably Gigi, too. Maybe more than one, even.”

Even if Gigi did have her own security. Lev didn’t care. More couldn’t hurt if people were going to play stupid games.

Andino, not even missing a beat, asked, “Why?”

“Paparazzi decided to show back up and ask more questions. About business. Our business.”

“The lawyers—”

“Clearly, they had a reason to come back and ask more questions, Andino. Right out of the blue, too. Because that’s not suspicious at all.”

“That’s fair.”

“Yeah. Looks like your partner, or fucking Jensen, decided to feed the paps and get them up my ass at the worst possible place. Arely’s daycare. Since they hadn’t showed up there once, even the day I had Gigi there with men posted, but they did today … it really says something. The pricks.”

Or prick.

Lev couldn’t say whether both Jensen and Marco had a hand in today or only one. He did plan on finding out, though.

Andino cleared his throat roughly. “My apologies.”

“Appreciate that.”

“Well, nobody needs that mess. Even I wouldn’t be that much of an asshole. Where is the enforcer that should have been watching Arely?”

“Didn’t see him.”

Andino hummed darkly. “Well, I’ll find him.”