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I study her arrival with interest. The car draws up outside and my uniformed guard on the door opens it and a long shapely leg exits first, followed by a woman who could grace any Paris runway.
Her silver dress moves independently of her, dusting her knees as she towers on the highest heels that give me an instant hard on.
She straightens up and tosses her auburn hair across her shoulder and glances up at the name above my club, her lips set in a grim line and her vivid green eyes flashing as she nods her thanks to the guard who holds the rope aside to let her pass.
Cesare is waiting just inside the door and approaches her with a respectful smile and as he guides her past the door leading into the club, I prepare myself for battle.
Mere seconds later the door opens, and she enters my office, trying to appear unconcerned, but I already sense her emotion.
“Mr. Ortega, I presume.”
She glances past me, and I notice her skin pale as she witnesses her current boyfriend fucking one of my staff doggy style.
For a moment she falters, and her dark stormy eyes sparkle with unshed tears.
“Please take a seat, Miss. Kensington.”
She drops into the seat opposite me, and I hand her a glass of champagne, causing her to flinch.
“Are we celebrating, Mr. Ortega?”
She glances back to the screen and her lips tighten as she witnesses what her boyfriend does in his spare time.
“Of course.”
I sit behind my desk and smile, nodding to the screen and saying huskily, “Have you seen enough?”
“No.” She fixes her eyes on the screen and raises the glass to her lips and for once I’m surprised by a reaction. I thought she’d be inconsolable, tearful, and hysterical. Not this cold fury and desire to watch every sordid second of her boyfriend’s infidelity.
She doesn’t tear her eyes from the screen as she says conversationally, “So, what’s this about? Why send this to me with an invitation to meet you?”
“Because I have a business proposition for you.”
“I’m not in business.”
She cringes as Jefferson slaps Sherrie’s ass hard.
“I beg to differ, Miss. Kensington.”
“You know nothing about me.”
I’m impressed with the fire inside her and I say slowly, “Let me refresh your memory, then. You are in the business of being set up as a trophy wife. Your husband to be is currently starring in his own porn movie that could end up in the public domain if you choose to walk away.”
Her eyes flick away from the screen, and I almost flinch under her derisive gaze.
“What do I care? Publish it. It’s his shit to deal with, not mine.”
She raises her glass to the screen and then to me and for some reason that impresses me more than anything so far. She has a fiery spark in her and I kind of love my women like that and so I bark out a laugh and then fix her with my deadliest look that definitely gets her attention.
“Miss. Kensington. I don’t believe you have understood how serious this situation is. Jefferson’s father is Judge Stevenson. The most powerful judge in the state who is currently on your father’s radar as your future father-in-law. You have entered into an agreement that your engagement will be announced at the beginning of summer, allowing for endless parties and social gatherings to celebrate that fact.”
I lean forward and stare at her hard. “In doing so, your father makes the perfect marriage for his daughter, to the man who is tipped to follow in his father’s footsteps. Your future is guaranteed and yet one leak on the internet would have Jefferson up on drugs and prostitution charges, not to mention the scandal that would destroy his family.”
I lean back and smirk. “By association, your family would be affected. The scandal would create a wide berth around them. Social invitations would dry up, business deals withdrawn and socially you would be humiliated and ridiculed. Need I go on.”
She sighs and studies her fingernails as if I’m a mild irritant that she needs to deal with before pulling her boyfriend back in line and then straightening the gilded mirror they live their life staring into.
So, I go in for the kill.
