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Fuck this prick.
“Howthe fuckdid you do this?” he snaps with such vicious venom that spittle flies out of his mouth.
Shrugging, I slide my arm around Zoey and pull her close to me. “You think I’m going to let Zoey keep payingyourdebts? There’s no fucking way.” I direct a firm glare his way. “I would pay them off happily so she and Hailee don’t have to worry, but…you’rethe one who created the problem. So I think it’s only fair that the debts go back inyourname, you know… seeing asyouwant to be this responsible man now,” I mock.
Zoey gasps, her eyes snapping up at me. “You transferred the debts back to Kyle?”
I smile at her as Kyle grunts under his breath, scrunching the papers up in his fist. “You think you’re so fucking smart,Brad.I’m going to rain hellfire down on you, you fucking bastard! You think you can come in and take over? You’re unhinged. And Zoey, the fact you let this man into Hailee’s life speaks volumes about you. You’re just as unstable. I have no choice but to take action!”
Zoey gasps, tightening her grip on me, but I shake my head, letting out a mocking laugh. “Come at us, Kyle, and I’ll have no option but to show the rest ofthat fileto Tamara and then to whichever court we end up fighting at.” I point to the folder, raising my brow. “You going to look, or do you want me to tell Zoey what’s in there?”
He flares his nostrils and slowly opens the folder, pulling out a picture. His eyes widen, then shoot to me in shock. The asshole quickly shifts through the rest of them, his breathing quickening as he shoves them back in the folder and growls under his breath. “Howthe fuckdid you get these?”
“Thing is, Kyle, you think this thing with Zoey and me is fake. I can tell you, it isvery muchreal. I’m in love with Zoey. IadoreHailee, and I am going to doeverythingin my power to protectmyfamily. So if you come in here threatening to take that family away fromme,youbet your assI’m going to makedamn sureyou’re up to scratch. Which by these photos, I can see you’re not.”
“How fucking dare you! Do you know who I am and what I am capable of? You can’t possibly be dumb enough to try and blackmail me for some stupid trumped-up shit.” Kyle fronts, puffing out his chest like he has something to prove.
The thing is, he knows I have him by the balls. But before I have a chance to push back and call him on his bluff, Nash steps up more than irritated by Kyle’s disturbance yet again. “What the fuck is going on and why are you yelling in my foyer?”
“Listen, man… this isn’t any of yourfuckingbusiness. Maybe if you vetted your employees better, you wouldn’t have assholes working for you. I mean, I know you read the article regarding the clusterfuck they left at my wedding,” Kyle deflects, trying to shift the focus back on Zoey and me.
“Kyle, please. Just go. We can discuss thi—”
Zoey doesn’t get a chance to finish as Kyle tries to get right in her face but Lucas beats me to it and blocks his approach. “Do I need to get security? Because I have no problem with them throwing your ass out the door.”
“Blake, for the love of God… take this to one of the boardrooms. This is our place of business.Remember?” Nash reminds me unnecessarily.
“Of course I remember. This won’t take long.”
He rubs at the back of his neck like he is uncomfortable.
Zoey stares at me—then she switches the look to something resembling disdain as she glances back to Kyle. “Don’t try to avoid the topic, tell me… what’s in the pictures, Kyle?” Zoey asks, and he shakes his head.
“Nothing, Zo—”
“What’s. In. The. Pictures,Kyle?” Zoey grunts more demandingly, and Kyle rolls his shoulders.
“Yes, Kyle. Please enlighten us so we can all get back to work,” Lucas goads.
Kyle exhales, running his hand through his hair in frustration. “It’s me having a coke-fueled orgy while Tamara is out of the house.”
My eyes meet Zoey’s, and she gawks at Kyle. “Was this a one-time thing?”
“It doesn’t fucking matter. What I do on my time is my fucking business,” he defends.
“Oh no. Not when it comes to the house my daughter lives in. How could you be so fucking careless and selfish?” Zoey questions, her hands firmly on her hips. There’s a fire behind her eyes that’s ready to incinerate him where he stands.
Fuck, she’s hot when she’s angry.
Not the time or place, Blake. Get a grip!
Kyle shakes his head and apparently sees what I do and quickly answers, “It’s every time Tamara flies out to see her parents.”
“Isn’t that once a month?” Zoey snaps, and Kyle nods.
“Jesus, Kyle, you’re having a drug-induced sex party the weekend you don’t have our daughter, and you want full custody of her? What the fuck are you planning to do with her the night of your drug-crazed sex romp?”
Kyle shrugs. “I hadn’t thought that far ahead.”
