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“It’s your father’s life for a year of yours. I don’t see the problem.”
“Are you kidding? You are an asshole.”
I push my chair back, grab my bag and start walking to the door. I don’t look at him. I’m appalled by his words. Who does he think he is? To propose such a thing. Threatening my father’s life. It’s disgusting. It speaks to the man he is. He doesn’t care he is destroying my life.
What kind of woman does he think I am? My dad might be a gambler and selfish at times but he is still my dad. He raised me right. I won’t sell myself to him or anyone. Doesn’t matter how hot or appealing Viktor might be. I’m worth more than a lousy hundred thousand dollars.
Chapter Seven
Viktor
I’m being a dick. Seeing her walk out the door makes me want to claim her more. Bring her to submission. She has woken the Dom in me. Just thinking of her tied to the post of my bed turns me on. I don’t need to marry. I can take over without a wife. But I want her and this is a guaranteed way to get her.
“Where did your friend go, Sweetheart?”
“She had to leave. Work in the morning.” I look at the door like I’m expecting her to return.
“Where did you meet her?” She asks as she sits.
“Would you believe me if I told you I met her this afternoon when she walked in the restaurant demanding to speak with Dad?”
“That little thing? What did she want?” She smiles.
“Her dad is a gambler who owes us money. She wanted to know who would loan money to a gambler.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing.”
“I smell horseshit.” She laughs.
“Mom,” I start.
“Viktor Manarch, I carried you for nine months and was in labor for twenty-two hours. No one knows you better than me.”
“I was in Gotham and we crossed paths. She was hungry and I brought her here. End of story.”
I love my mother but if I let her, she would plan the rest of my life. She has been bugging me as of late to find someone to settle down with. Someone who can make me happy. I’m not interested in settling down. I’m not a one-woman man. Not anymore.
“A woman like her will bring you to your knees.” She stands.
“She is not making me do anything. No woman can.” She smiles.
“You won’t be you without her if you pursue her.” She adds.
“I am not interested in her or settling down. You know that.”
“Yet you brought her to the family restaurant, into my kitchen, introduced her to me, and dismissed the men to have her to yourself. You already lost the war.” She laughs.
“Mom, you don’t know what you are talking about.”
“And you don’t give me enough credit.” She walks over and sets her hand on my shoulder. “She is beautiful. I can tell she is feisty. But her eyes scream hard life. If you are looking for a pastime, not with her.” She orders. Something she doesn’t do often. I look at her confused. “She reminds me of me. Life clearly hasn’t been kind to her. It’s getting late. Lock up.” She kisses the top of my head.
“Good night, Mom.”
“Good night, Sweetheart.”
Her words play over like a broken record. I don’t know why I care. Mom is wrong. I am not trying to have anything with Ava. This is business. A quid pro quo. She is getting something out of this too. I want her. I don’t know what it is about her that lures me. I am not a good man. I know she deserves better. But it’s not going to stop me from claiming her.
