Page 68 of Marriage of Sin


Font Size:  

“It’s your club we’re using,” she reminds me brightly before looking back at her father. “If you need anything, you can run it through me, but don’t worry. I know exactly who to invite.”

Clive stands and comes around his desk. He hugs his daughter and kisses her cheek. “It’s going to be the best birthday ever,” he says, glowing with pride.

“I hope so.” She pats his back. “Now, we’ll leave you to your little swords. I’m so happy we could come to this agreement.” With that, Robin sweeps me out of his office and back out into the entry hall.

I turn on her, barely restraining my anger. “You could’ve warned me you were going to do that.”

“And give you the chance to say no? Sorry, but I couldn’t risk it. I knew he’d like that solution, and I knew you’d hate it, which is why I said nothing until you were standing face to face.”

“Are you sure this is going to be enough? Your father’s actually going to let his little grudge go if I hand over some properties?”

“Lucrative properties,” she points out, “and yes, I believe he will. My father’s been trying to get into your industry for a long time. If there’s one thing he loves more than his own pride, it’s winning at business, and I’d say that deal in there was amassivewin.”

I turn to the door, burning with anger, but I hold it back, reminding myself that Robin’s saving me a lot of time and trouble. Money, property, none of it fucking matters. Not even the face I’ll lose handing it over to him in public.

This is about Dara. This is about the baby.

“Send word to my staff at the Hazard. They’ll get the process started.”

“Ah, uh, bad news on that front. His birthday is next week.”

I let out a grunt. “Of course it is.”

“Cheer up, it’ll be fun. I, you, and maybe your wife can all work together to make this happen.”

I rub my forehead. “I can’t wait.”

“That’s the spirit.” She slaps my back. “Anyway, talk to you soon, all right? I’d better go make copies of this contract before Daddy dearest decides he wants to fleece you for more.” She disappears down the hall, leaving me alone.

I hesitate before opening the door. Giving up property isn’t the end of the world, and I’ll survive the hit to my ego.

I just hope Genna doesn’t kill me when she finds out.

Chapter33

Dara

“Iam going to rip your stupid little face off,” Genna snarls at Finn. She leaps up from her spot at the bar of Hazard and actually tries to punch him in the face. He dodges back, slapping her fist to the side.

“It was the only way,” he says, glaring at her. “Don’t get started on me, damn it. We’ll find a new club.”

“Do they always do this?” I ask the bartender as he busies himself cutting limes.

He shrugs. “They never actually hit each other. Well, not usually.”

“You stupid asshole.” Genna stands there, seething, and has to visibly compose herself.

“It was the only way,” he says, not sounding happy.

“You’re lucky we have other businesses,” she snaps and storms away.

I watch her go, sipping my virgin gin and tonic. Finn sits beside me, leaning on his elbow, rubbing his face. “She isnotgoing to get over this anytime soon.”

I rub his back. “I’m sorry. Seriously, I’m really sorry, I feel like it’s my fault.”

He waves that off. “Robin’s father was going to stick the knife in no matter what. All things considered, this isn’t so bad.”

“It’s a little bit weird that we’re planning the guy’s birthday party.” I bump my shoulder against his arm. “And it’s even weirder that your former fiancée is working with you.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like