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“Where the fuck is she?”
I check my watch for the third time in quick succession and resist the urge to tear her out of her room so we can get this show on the road. There are some huge contenders for business at this event tonight that I need to win over, and Natalia is the one denominator that will either make or break any potential deals.
“She’ll be ready soon. We’re not even that late yet.”
“I don’t give a fuck. Do you know how bad it’ll look for me to be late? There are some really important deals on the table, Seb.”
“I know that. Fuck, I’ve liaised with most of them. You’re the boss. You can be however late you want to be.”
If it were on my terms, I wouldn’t care to be late, but really, I want to get this over and done with. I want to shake hands with men who only consulted with Nicolas just so I can gauge how well received I am.
Since his death, I’ve been left treading water, wondering if I’m doing this right or wrong, but all I’ve come to realise is there is no manual on how to run a kingdom, and all I can trust is everything I’ve learned and my own drive to succeed. Nicolas wasn’t particularly ruthless, but he knew how to command a room with just how squarely set his shoulders were or how set his jaw would become.
It's safe to say, while Alistair is my father, he hasn’t really taught me the things that have helped since taking over The Company.
“Go and get her, Seb. I don’t care how much fucking force you have to use. I want her out here so we can go whether she’s ready or not.”
“Will you stop getting twisted over little ol’ me?”
Turning to face the archway, she fixes the bracelet she’s putting on her right wrist, her curled hair falls into her face, stopping me from getting a full view.
“Let me,” Sebastian offers, stepping forward to help.
“Thanks, Seb.”
Allowing him to clasp the bracelet, she raises her head to look across the room and catches my gaze. She doesn’t smile. There isn’t even a twitch to show she acknowledges me. Instead, she breezes her gaze over me and away to look at Sebastian—who gets a full voltage smile.
“You’re a real gent.”
She kisses him on the cheek, and I can tell the matter of his sexuality means as little to her as it does to me.
“And you look beautiful.”
I notice a slight blush grace her cheeks, and she gives him a small yet grateful smile.
He’s right, though.
She does look good.
Too fucking good. It should be a crime.
Red silk frames her figure, and I instantly go hard. I knew when I asked for a dress that would kill, I figured it would be every other man, not me. She has added accessories, ones that Sean had to run by me before he put in the request, but I never expected her to look like this.
She twists her leg, it appearing from the thigh-high slit in the dress and I notice the gold, and jewelled garter she’s wearing. Chains hang and dip with a snake charm hanging in the midst of it all.
How very fucking fitting.
“I think we should get on our way.”
My announcement, while listened to by everyone, only causes Natalia to approach me.
“Do I look good for a daddy fucker?”
The vixen in her outshines the red shade of her lips or the smokiness of her make-up, and I clench my jaw in irritation, knowing she’s trying to push my buttons.
“Did he really do it better than me?”
She grins and emits the tiniest of laughs, a sound so seductive it should be illegal.
