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Uncle Julian is the boss of the family, and his sons are the first line of defense. We’re a well-known family, and that means we have an endless supply of enemies.

The possibility of our line of defense getting wiped out is quite realistic and likely.

I won’t pussyfoot around shit and think there’s no strength in the likelihood of that happening.

If it does happen, it means we’ll be in charge.That’s the code of the family, and it won’t be him. It will be me. The first son of the second eldest Giordano brother gets the empire. My father has four brothers, and he’s the second eldest. I’m his only chance at ever running the company, and the others don’t stand a chance.

That’s the way my great grandfather set things up. Giordanos Inc. might not have been the empire it is now, but my forefathers knew what they set out to do and that someday it would be great.

“Am I supposed to apologize for that too?” he asks, straightening up. “I would never say anything against my brother, but I’ve always wanted control of the company. If my child can show the competence to do it, then that’s something I can be proud of. Of course, I’m not going to want you wasting time on shit.”

This conversation is over. It will go around in circles and end up in an argument I don’t want with him.

“I think it’s best if we leave it here. This meeting was about telling you what I’m doing. I wasn’t asking your permission or approval. I’m doing this, and I can assure you my work here won’t be affected, and neither will the others. You should hope nothing happens to them, not the other way around, so that you can have the company.”

Bastard.

He narrows his fox-like eyes and cracks his knuckles. “Very well then, Georgiou.”

Clearly, he’s still pissed, but I don’t care. I said my piece, and how I said it is exactly how it’s going to be. Now he knows.

I get up and leave.

It’s time to see my girl. She should be in my office waiting for me.

After talking to my father, I need her even more now. I have the balls to stand up to my old man, but that doesn’t mean it sits with me when we don’t see eye to eye.

This was the same thing that happened when I wanted to take a year off after high school to travel. He didn’t want me to do that, so I stayed, and I went to college. When I graduated college and wanted to do the same thing, he put his fucking foot down again, and I did what I was told.

When my grandfather died and I got my inheritance, I made my first million in shares and investments. Money gave me power, but I still did what my father wanted me to do.

That money grew and grew and gave me the independence and wealth I sought. It’s why I can do whatever the fuck I want to do.

My office door is ajar, so when I push it open, Evie doesn’t hear me come in.

She’s standing by the long French windows gazing out at the docks and the Chicago skyline. That’s my favorite view too. All the offices on this side of the building have the pleasure of it, but I’m in the middle, so I get the very best view of the whole thing.

The sight of the beautiful woman in my office, though, is one no man would forget.

Henry and I have done all sorts of wild wicked things with this doll, but she still carries that light of innocence with her, and that’s the thing that makes me stare at her.

It’s purity and something a dirty mobster like me shouldn’t touch. It won’t matter what I do to her. What I’m seeing is resonating from deep inside the Duchess, and it’s unbreakable because it’s who she is.

That’s what makes me addicted to her, and every time I see her, I crave her more and more.

I never planned on that happening, and I know I shouldn’t entertain anything past fucking. I’m not sure, though, if I can control that any more than I can control the weather.

Today she’s wearing a long-sleeved top with a little mini skirt. The top accentuates her breasts, and the skirt shows off those long golden legs I had wrapped around me as I pounded into her last night while Henry fed her his dick.

Again, I note that I should be jealous, but I’m starting to think of her as not just mine butours.

I close the door subtly so as not to startle her, but I fail.

She jumps when the door clicks shut, but when she sees it’s me, she brings her hand to her heart and smiles.

I return the smile and put the latch on the door. I invited her here because while she’s in my world, I’m going to live out every single fantasy I have of her.

The one I had last night is of fucking her on my desk, then bending her over it so I could pound into her from behind.

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