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“Curiosity is killing you, isn’t it.” Not a question. And while he will like nothing more than to take a picture or the paperwork itself, that would be breaking the law. No warrant, and it’s an invasion of privacy.
Inadmissible in court with the right amount of money thrown at it.
“One day you will fall, and I’ll be there to expose you. Walk you out of this building in handcuffs.”
“Is that right? Keep talking…please.” With my cup, I point to both a camera and the intercom system that’s still on. “Threatening a highly respected man, harassing him, won’t look good for the agency.”
“People like you make me sick. You have no right to record me—”
“This is not a public domain, Agent Hayes.” Standing from my chair, I walk around it and lean back on my desk. Wave a hand around. “It’s my building. My property, and I can surveil anywhere I wish to.”
“Why were you in Miami recently?”
“Are you following me, Agent? Have I become an obsession?” I counter. If he thinks that knowing my travel itinerary will scare me, once again he put the eggs in the wrong basket. Had he been paying closer attention, my meeting in Costa Rica should’ve been the priority. “And to answer your question; we needed to refuel. I never left the airport.”
“Where were you prior?” He’s getting agitated, face red. “What are you hiding?”
“Am I under arrest? Do you have a court-issued warrant?”
“No, but—”
I silence him with a hand held up. “Get out, and quit wasting my time.”
Hayes puts his hands inside his pockets and rocks back. “It’s in your best interest to cooperate with me.”
“Is that right? And why is that?” Javier and Carmelo appear at the doorway to escort him out, but I give a minute shake of my head that stops them. “Please tell me why that is.”
“Think of those you love.”
“I’d take that same advice, Agent Hayes. Be very careful who you threaten.” Looking back at Javi, I signal him to come in closer. “Get him off my premises, and tell Mariah to get me in contact with Director Monahan. I’m done playing games.”
“Consider it done, boss.” Carmelo places a hand on Shawn’s shoulder. “You can leave two ways…escorted, or on your own. Choose wisely.”
Hayes shrugs his arm off, all the while his glare is set on me. “You’ll be very sorry soon enough.” With that he leaves, and both men follow. One to make sure he leaves, and the other to tell his girl to contact the FBI director.
This man is going to be a problem.
I can already see it.
Another loose end that needs to be cut off from this thread.
Present…
After my talk with London, I’m calm enough to head back upstairs and get a few last-minute items done. With everything happening, I’m going to take a few days off and surprise her with a small vacation.
She needs this, and so do I.
I also need to feel those juicy lips wrapped around me. On a tropical island where it’s only us and naked, the sun bathing her skin while I fuck her mouth. Take her innocence and claim it.
My mind revisits how well she took me down her throat a few days ago—how easily she gave in to her needs and handed the control over. Since then, I’ve eaten her out a few times and then came in her mouth as I stood above her, jacking off to the sight of her satiated face. It’s done the job of calming me down, gave her the chance to embrace who she really is, but the wait is over.
“What do you think, Mr. Asher?” Li Qiang, my oversight director, asks. He’s been working with the developer and a P.R. agency—transferring over to this location from North Korea to keep us on this new schedule. If we lose the momentum, have to change things again to accommodate a new completion date, it’ll cost me more than the money I’m spending.
Customers, my clientele, don’t trust those that are late. Constantly change times and dates.
“Contact Mariah tomorrow, Li. She’s handling the final decisions regarding the grand opening and its guest list. What she says goes.” There’s a knock on the door, and I hold up a hand for them to give me a moment. “That’s right. Okay, I’ll let her know.” Another knock, a bit more persistent, and I look up to find my girl and Mariah, both wearing matching expressions. He says something else, but my focus is on an upset Twirl. On the hold she has on an envelope in her hands. “I got to go. Call her at some point tomorrow and figure it out.”
“O—”
