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I wish I could lie. Markus can. He stood right there and said that yes, Dez would take as many cocks as necessary if he needed her to, when we all know she wouldn’t, mostly because he’d kill anyone who touches her.
“I don’t know. But she’s a swinger at heart. I fucked her with the Voss-Rothfords and Greens just today. And Mamie loves her,” I add, not above using his mother as a tool to get my way.
As cold as he is, my father loves his mother, almost as much as he loves his wife.
He considers my words, but finally, he nods once.
I suppress my sigh of relief at his approval—however begrudging.
I know thiswillwork. He immediately protected Riley when Magnus made the very same claim. Dez, he’s still not sure about, because she doesn’t have a ring on her finger, but he’s considerably less of a dick towards her than the rest of the universe, because Markus claimed her.
“You didn’t answer, son. Why am I hearing about—what’s her name?”
“Sarah.” Here goes nothing. “She has a stalker. That’s our mark on the blackmail thing.”
That gets his attention. His gaze cuts into me, seeing everything.
I rush to explain. “He’s taped her room, bugged her clothes, and that’s how he took that video—a spy camera was attached to her bag.”
“You said they may or may not be innocent. Do you doubt your own fiancée, Marius?”
Fiancée. Sarah will have my balls when she hears it.But it keeps her safe.
“Of course,” I reply smoothly. “I doubt everyone.”
He chuckles, happy with my answer. “Yes, well, if she’s guilty, we’ll deal with her.”
“If she’s guilty,I’lldeal with her,” I reword. “I’m the one she would have wronged: she’ll be mine to punish.”
I’m surprised by my own voice. It’s steel, unrelenting. I sound like him. Shit, worse: I sound like Magnus.
“You said you needed my help. I don’t suppose you need my skill to interrogate her.”
No, thank you. I like her fingernails where they are.
“Her stalker—he might be out for a money grab, but it started with her. It’sherhe’s obsessed with. He had cameras everywhere, even in her bathroom. I’ve removed her from the dorm, so he’s likely growing restless given he no longer has access to her.”
“Yes,” he agrees easily, fully comprehending twisted minds. “You want to push him to a breaking point. Make him emotional, so he slips.”
“That’s the idea.”
My father marks a long pause. “Your mother will want to meet her before the engagement party. Bring her Sunday. We’ll arrange the public announcement for next week.”
Yeah, I’m going to get murdered, and not by any stalker.
“But Marius? If she’s behind it, the board will want blood.”
Don’t I know it.
70
MARIUS
It’s time to tie up loose ends. The last few days, I focused on the blackmail issue, and I’ve done all I could. I have an appointment with my father tomorrow morning, but I’m too restless to sit still until then. And there’s one specific problem I want off my plate without delay.
Brandon Clark.
I know exactly what needs to be done, and I’m done putting it off.
