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She looked up at me, relief in her eyes as she took me in. “Hi, I’m sorry. Everything was just too much.”
“I think we all need to have a conversation. A real one,” Ryker said, frowning at us.
“Fine,” Finley said, sighing. “Can it wait until morning? I’m exhausted.”
“Sure. I’ll have breakfast sent up and meet you in your rooms.”
“You’re not going to lock us in again, are you?” Cohen asked, narrowing his eyes.
“No. I won’t. Get some sleep. You’ve had a long couple of days.”
The three of us walked back to our rooms, pushing Finley in the wheelchair. We quickly got ready for bed, all of us eager to get some rest after the day.
As I lay there, listening to Finley's breathing, I vowed that I would be there for her no matter what was uncovered. I wasn’t going to run away from this. I could be enough for her. She needed the guys and me, and I needed her. Together, we’d fight our demons.
Epilogue
My hand tightenedon the stress ball as I squeezed, wishing it was something, or someone, else. Everything I’d planned for years was about to be ruined because one greedy little girl couldn’t keep her nose out of my business. I’d have to make sure she got the message this time.
My phone flashed, his number displaying across the screen, and I squeezed harder. I needed to regroup before I spoke to him. I couldn’t waste everything now on emotion. When jelly hit me in the face as a handful of beads exploded around me, I looked down, realizing I’d done it again. Another stress ball causality.
My assistant ran into my office with a worried look at the mess. “I’ll clean it up, sir.”
Scowling, I brushed the gunk off my once pristine shirt and knocked the squishy balls to the floor. She could deal with it. Standing, I walked over to the closet in the corner of my office and pulled out a shirt, the dry cleaning wrapper still on it. Tossing the soiled one into the hamper, I turned to find my assistant licking her lips as she took in my body.
Rolling my eyes, I ignored her lustful intentions and tore off the plastic before buttoning up the shirt. If she didn’t get her daydreams of bedding the billionaire boss in check, I’d have to replace her. It wouldn’t be the first time. If someone had told me in high school that the surefire way to get laid was to become a billionaire, I wouldn’t have believed them. But here I was, ten years later, and I had more pussy options than I knew what to do with. Especially since pussy wasn’t even my thing.
Sitting back at my desk, I clicked on a few windows to see if there had been any new developments. I didn’t have time to keep monitoring their progress while putting my plan into place. I’d been this close to succeeding when Finley Reyes decided to get a conscience after all this time.
Pulling up the file of everything I’d gotten away with over the years, my cock started to get hard as I flipped through them. The true aphrodisiac was pulling off criminal actions and getting someone else to do the time. It got me going every time. By this point, I was a pro at it, able to ruin anyone’s life with a few keystrokes. The only hurdle was the Order. Otherwise, I would’ve taken down Finley like I’d done all of my other foes. But she was protected by none other thanhim.
Turning to the framed picture on my desk, I rubbed the hard length in my pants as I stared at it.
“Anything else, sir?” my assistant asked, surprising me.
I turned to her, narrowing my eyes, hoping she’d go away. Instead, she simpered closer, batting her eyelashes.
“I can take care of that for you.”
Staring at her, I tried to figure out what she was referring to when she leaned over, her hand outstretched toward my leg. Grasping her wrist, I tightened my grip as she cried out.
“Don’t touch me,” I seethed, dropping her arm. She fled from the space, giving me the space I’d been wanting. Stupid cunt and her ideas of grandeur.
The phone on my desk beeped, and I picked it up, staring out the window. “What?” I barked, not in the mood to handle any crises.
“The package you wanted has been secured.”
Smiling, I felt life begin to surge through me again at the opportunity to make a scene. Yes, this was good.
“Thank you, Miguel. I’ll be down shortly.”
Picking up the phone, I quickly called HR to let them know I’d need a new assistant and to make sure she signed an NDA before she left.
“Make the next one old. I’m tired of these twenty-something girls trying to come onto me to fulfill some misguided fantasy. I just need someone to do the job and leave me alone.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll get on it,” the voice said, and I hung up, not even caring who I’d just spoken to. The advantage of running your own company, everyone bowed to you and didn’t bat an eye at your bad behavior. Though, I’d argue my behavior wasn’t bad, just lacking social niceties. There were far too many things for me to conquer to make sure I didn’t hurt someone’s feelings during it.
Taking the elevator down to the secret floor, I went through the security measures to reach the level that wasn’t documented on any blueprints. First, I scanned my hand, followed by a retina scan and then a voice activation.
