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"Night Mia."
I end the call and just lie here, I'm physically drained. I feel bad for Sarah, she's been through so much, and yet she's a fighter. She's an amazing mom to Allie and a great friend. I'll arrange a trip with Lacey for us this summer, it’ll be good to see them both.
As soon as I close my eyes, I'm haunted by those deep brown eyes of my mystery guy. Every night he invades my dreams. Our night together replays over and over in my mind. My hand goes into my panties, and I let the images of us together play out as I begin to play with myself.
Five
Hudson
The sound of my cell ringing has me looking at Jagger, "It's my dad, tell everyone the meeting is in an hour, anyone not in attendance better be dying or else they're going to wish they were." I say through clenched teeth.
"Will do Boss." He tells me with a smile. The man is a fucking sadistic sonofabitch. He comes across as a sweet southern boy, but in actual fact, he's a stone-cold killer. He's my right-hand man, everything he does is on my say so.
"Hey, old man, everything good?" I ask as I answer the phone, noticing Jagger's smirk as he leaves my office, he'll have the boys rounded up and ready for a meeting. If anyone disobeys, he'll deal with them.
"Less of the old, thank you. I'm just calling to see what time you'll be here in the morning?"
I close my eyes and silently curse. Shit, I forgot about that fucking breakfast. "Sorry Dad, there's been a change of plans. I won't be there for breakfast."
"What do you mean you won't be here for breakfast?" He growls. The old man's pis
sed.
"Dad, I'm sorry, but I've got business to take care of."
"Hudson, your ass better be here for the party. Tina's excited to meet you. She's going to be upset now that you're no longer attending breakfast. She had hoped you'd meet Mia before the party." His voice vibrating with anger.
"Dad, I'll be there. You left me with a fucking shit storm that I'm trying to sort out. So it takes precedence over a breakfast. I'll be there for that party."
My dad used to run my business until he met Tina, he fell in love, and she told him that she wouldn't be with someone who lived the life he did. So he did the only thing he could do to keep the woman he loves. He gave up the title of boss and handed it to me. I was grateful, it was something I had been working toward. I always knew that when my father stepped down, I would take over, but no one expected it to happen this quickly. At twenty-seven, many believe I'm too young, that I'm too much of a hothead to lead this organization, and yet, here I am. I'm cleaning up the shit my father left us in. He went into business with the cartel, something I had strongly suggested against but he didn't listen, and now I'm stuck with a fucking piece of shit as my business partner.
"Watch it son." He warns me, "I may no longer be in charge, but you had better show some damn respect."
I laugh, "I do, I've shown you respect my entire life and yet when I told you not to do business with Juan, you chose to ignore me, and now I'm having to deal with his shit."
He sighs, "I know, okay, but think of the long run. Juan has connections down south that we don't have nor could we ever get."
He always thought of this business like a game of chess. Always at least one step ahead, most of the time he was four or five steps ahead, he planned everything out to a T and yet, he didn't plan for Tina to happen. Falling for her fucked everything up, she consumed him, and this organization suffered. Yet he jumped into business with Juan Álverez, of the Álverez Cartel without listening to the protests and now I’m stuck with the fucker.
"I still don't trust the guy. He's a liability. Not only that, my own men don't think I'm capable for this job. They're waiting on me to fuck up."
He laughs, "Then don't."
My office door opens, and Jagger walks in, his jaw tight. Great, something has happened. "Dad, I've got to go. I'll be at the party." I assure him.
"Okay son..." The line goes silent, and I know he wants to say something, "I'll see you tomorrow." Whatever he wants to say he can't. He no longer has a say in what goes on inside this operation. I'm not opposed to going to him if I need advice, I just won't tolerate him back seat driving.
"Bye." I hang up and give Jagger my full attention, "What?"
He sighs, "We've got a problem."
I give him a hard stare. I gathered that we had a problem.
"Carina, she's fucked up." He admits, and it's about fucking time, he's been keeping everything with that bitch close to his chest.
"I know she's a fuck-up, what’s she done now?" I hate that woman. I'd love nothing more than to wrap my hands around her throat and choke the life out of her. I've been close on many occasions but because she's Jagger's girl I won't.
"Got a phone call from Jax, she's high as a fucking kite." He's pacing my office, his jaw clenched so tightly it's a wonder he's not breaking his damn teeth.
