AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“It can’t come soon enough.” I heard movement in the background. “Listen, someone is about to walk into my office, and if it’s one of the guys, I’m going to get a very strange look when they see me talking on a burner phone. I love you. I’ll call you in a few days.”
“I love you too,” I told her and hung up.
I quietly tiptoed my way back into the bedroom and crawled into bed, snuggling into the cocoon of warmth from his hard, muscular, perfect body.
“Good morning, baby.”
“Mmm,” I moaned as he rolled toward me, wrapping his arms around me.
“How’s Scarlett?”
I traced my fingers through his thick beard. “She’s good. She’s coming to visit in a few weeks.”
He kissed the top of my head. “Excellent.”
“That means you’re going to have to share me for a week and keep Hudson semi-occupied.”
He laughed. “I can do that.”
I leaned up on my elbow and looked at him. “Any news about Luke?” I took a breath. Even the sound of his name upset me. But it was a question I’d had to ask, an update my soul needed to hear. “I know you just woke up, but I know you were working in the middle of the night. The light from the screen woke me.”
“Are you sure you want to talk about this?”
I nodded. “Please don’t keep anything from me.”
He sat up, placing his back against the headboard, his hand resting on my neck. “He’s having his people dig for your client list. They’re good—I’m not going to lie. They’ve thought of some ingenious methods to tap into the history of your transactions, but”—he smiled, running his hand over the top of my head—“I’m smarter. Faster. That motherfucker is never going to find what he’s looking for.” He tugged at the corner of my mouth. “And after today, he’s going to be one pissed off bastard.”
I hated that my clients had nowhere to go.
That I’d taken membership fees and disappeared.
That they had gone to either club, only to find a chain across the front door.
But it was for their protection as much as it was for mine.
My brows rose as I replied to his last statement, “Logan, what did you do?”
He growled, “I fucking love when you call me by my real name.”
“Answer me!”
“I accessed his bank accounts.”
I moved up even higher on the bed. “And?”
“And I happened to make a very large and very generous anonymous donation to a place that’s extremely fitting for Luke Duff.”
“Fitting?” I rolled my eyes, knowing he was mocking Luke’s word choice when we’d been in my private room. “How so?”
“The donation was made to the Men’s Central Jail in LA. A place where he’s going to end up once my contacts transfer the proof I’ve provided to them that shows all his illegal affairs.”
My eyes widened. “You’re kidding?”
“I’m not. And due to the amount that was donated, which will financially wipe him out, the jail will probably be building themselves a new wing that I hope he’ll eventually be living in.”
I laughed. “I love you.”
“I love you more, baby.”
I was quiet for a few moments before I said, “What now? We have the whole day to ourselves to do anything we want. How are we going to spend it?”
His hand went to my cheek. “I thought you’d never fucking ask.” He got up from the bed and reached down, lifting me from the mattress and tossing me over his shoulder. His hand was on my ass as he carried me to our guest room, where he’d set up a table with an armoire, a chest that was filled with every toy and restraint imaginable. “This should occupy you until you’re hungry for lunch.”
I laughed, kicking my legs against the front of him even though I loved every second of this. “You think so?”
“I know so because for the next three hours, I’m taking away your ability to come.”
