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Chapter Twelve

SECRETS

EGYPT

“Daddy, I promise I’ll be by this weekend. I’ve just been really busy at work.” The small lie makes me grimace with regret. I hate not telling my father the complete truth, but I can’t tell him the reason I’ve been neglecting my father because of my newfound sex life.

“Do I need to call that boss of yours and tell him to ease up on my baby girl? You know I’m not above pulling the old man card.” Anybody listening would think he’s joking. And it would be funny if I didn’t know my dad was completely serious.

Buddy King has always been overly protective of his only child, and he would do any and everything for me. And that includes confronting Giovanni DeLuca about giving me time off from work.

“No, Daddy. It’s just a busy time of year for the company right now. It will slow down eventually. You know I love my job.”

“Uh-huh. Sounds like to me DeLuca needs to give you some time off.” My dad’s tone is as grumpy as Giovanni’s. However, I know it’s because he’s used to being the one in control. Me working for Giovanni changed our dynamic, and I’m still not sure my dad was ready for that.

I am my father’s only child, and when he lost my mother in childbirth, it was left to him to raise me the best way he could. As a single parent, he made all the choices and decisions for my entire life.

It took a long time for him to let go of that control, and sometimes I think he still hasn’t. But I understand he doesn’t want to lose his only child, and I get it. But my dad can be a bit overwhelming at times.

“It’s fine, Daddy. I promise. I need to go, but I love you, and I’ll see you this weekend.” I make kissing noises in the phone and disconnect before my dad has the chance to say anything else.

Bless his heart, I love him dearly, but sometimes he can be a lot of work. And I have enough to deal with already. Since Giovanni and I started the sexual side of our relationship, I have absolutely been working twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

We’ve been going at it like rabbits since that first time, and we haven’t slowed down in the weeks since. And although Giovanni gave me his sex rules, we haven’t exactly followed any of them. Not that I’m complaining because who needs rules when it comes to fantastic sex. And our sex is absolutely fucking fabulous. I’m not sure what changed that made Giovanni throw all the rules out the window. But now I completely understand why those women always fought tooth and nail not to be cut off. I understand why they took any spot that he would give them. I understand why they showed up at the office after he’s cut them off. I understand it, but I will not be like them.

The one thing I promised myself was not to act crazy no matter how good the dick is. I won’t be one of those sad women who beg someone to keep them around. I refuse to be pathetic. I absolutely fucking refuse!

Speaking of refusal, “Congressman Wyatt, what a pleasant surprise. What brings you by?” My voice is the practiced pleasant I reserve for people I can’t stand.

Ever since the Garden party, the Congressman has been trying to get a meeting with Giovanni. He also has been offering me a job every time he calls. He’s the only Congressman I know that doesn’t have his “people” call Giovanni.

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if you would schedule an appointment with me. I mean, I am the Congressman of our great state of Tennessee.” He gives me that shifty politician smile that makes your skin crawl, and I can tell he has something more up his sleeve.

I’m glad Daniel buzzed me to let me know the Congressman was on his way up, so I could come out and meet him. Giovanni isn’t here right now, so I’ve already given him a heads up.

“Giovanni is out at the moment. So, I’m truly very sorry, but I would be happy to set up a video call in the conference room so that it won’t be a complete waste of your time.” I give him the same pleasant smile, and I see a flicker of annoyance in his blue eyes.

“I had it on good authority that Giovanni is supposed to be here shortly.”

Now the annoyance is mine. I don’t know who would’ve told him anything about Giovanni’s schedule, but it’s nobody in this office. Everyone here knows how big of a douche the Congressman can be. It’s par for course for any politician.

“Unfortunately, your authority isn’t that good, sir.” I can’t keep the sarcasm out of my tone, and by the Congressman’s smirk, I know he heard it.

“Alright, Miss Egypt. Do me one favor… tell Giovanni that he’s not the only one who contributes to a good cause. There are plenty offamiliesthat love to donate to a good political campaign.” His face breaks out into a downright evil smile before he tips his head, “Ya’ll have a good day now… ya hear.”

After the Congressman’s departure, the tension in the air is thick. I know a threat when I hear one, and Congressman Wyatt definitely just threatened Giovanni. The question is…why would he do such a thing?

Although the Congressman has always been a little sly, I’ve never seen him as anything but a typical politician. He didn’t seem like the double-crossing type, but then again, he does business with the Mafia, so you get what you get, I suppose.

“I’ve never liked that asshole,” Daniel says from behind me as we watch the congressman saunter to the elevator.

I notice there are a few more security guys with him, but they definitely aren’t the usual government stuffed shirts. No, by the high-priced suits they’re wearing with the matching shoes, those men are definitely hired guns.

***

“So, Wyatt came here with a group of guys you think is Mafia?” Giovanni’s voice is steady, but the fire burning in his brown eyes tells me the anger is simmering to a boil.

“Yes. Those guys were not the regular government security. You know I know the difference.” I know Giovanni is not really asking me questions for clarification. He’s saying it out loud so he can process everything Daniel and I told him.

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