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Luke glanced around. “The large men in suits are carrying guns,” he whispered. “They aren’t lawyers, but instead security.”
Mikhail wasn’t sure if he should be relieved or concerned. However, upon seeing the reception area, he walked a little deeper into the room. Luke hung back a bit and continued to take in the lobby. There was no debate. The style was classy and elegant with a modern twist.
The decorator had a taste.
“Mr. Donte,” a male voice called as Mikhail and Luke started toward reception.
Both Mikhail and Luke turned to the voice owner, a man equal in height and build to his crossed the floor to where they stood. His suit was equally expensive.
“Welcome to Blackheart, Lombardi & Kirsch. I’m Rourke Lombardi, one of the partners.” Rourke extended his hand.
Mikhail shook the hand. “This is my friend Luke Coronas.”
“We’ve been expecting you,” he replied with a sigh and motioned with a slight hand gesture to security. “This way.”
They followed Rourke down the hallway to an office. Three other men in the room were as large and well dressed. One met his gaze with eyes as blue as the ocean. Behind them, the beast flickered. However, his eyes reminded him of the woman he desperately wanted to find.
“Welcome,” the man with blue eyes greeted. Then, the other three men were introduced, and again, Mikhail introduced Luke.
Luke met his gaze and nodded. He approved of their present company. Looking at the men who had nothing but cordial, they were the type of people Mikhail would choose to spend time with.
“Can we get either of you something to drink?” Nicco, undoubtedly Rourke’s twin, offered.
“I’m good, thank you,” Mikhail replied. “Let’s not waste time,” he stated. “How did you know who I was?”
“We had it on the authority you’d be arriving before your father contacted my dad,” Xavier explained.
Mikhail exchanged a glance with Luke, then met the gaze of Xavier. “How so?”
“Research,” the man named Jagger replied. “I’m most curious how your father obtained the name of this firm.”
“That, I do not know the answer. However, much like you, I’m curious about the answer.” Mikhail answered. “What kind of research?”
“Fair enough.” A warm smile crossed Jagger’s mouth. “As to how I knew you would be arriving, my future wife found out from the hotel.”
“So much for discretion,” Mikhail huffed. “Should I sue?”
Nicco chuckled. “Hailey can be persuasive when she wants. I ensure your best interest was at heart.”
His throat dried, and his heart stopped. “You said, Hailey?” Again, he and Luke exchanged a look. His companion didn’t look impressed. He returned his gaze to Jagger. “You said, future wife?”
An invisible weight settled on his chest.
“I did, give me one minute,” Jagger replied and withdrew his phone and hit the button. “Can you come to Rourke’s office, please?” There was a pause. “No, everything is fine,” he assured gently. Jagger laughed. “Well, that can wait.” He ended the call and glanced at his three partners. “She is on her way.”
The office door opened, and Luke turned, then immediately stood. A strange expression worked across his face.
“You wished to see me,” a soft female voice inquired. However, it didn’t belong to the woman of Mikhail’s memories.
He also rose as Jagger stood. Risking feeling like a fool, he turned to see a stunning brunette with doe-like eyes, long lashes, and very pregnant. She walked over to Jagger and smiled sweetly, then turned to Mikhail. “Hello, my guess is I’m not who you were expecting.”
“Definitely not, mio bella,” he assured and stepped toward the lovely. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I’m Mikhail, and the man with me is Luke.”
“The pleasure is mine,” she stated in a kind and sincere manner. He cast her a glance over. Everything about her revealed money and class.
“You are here in search of a woman,” Rourke began. “However, we already know who it is you are looking for, and her name isn’t Hailey. No more than yours is Mick, which is what you told her and much more blue-collar sounding than your actual name, which is far more exotic, upper-class sounding, wouldn’t you agree, your highness?”
Mikhail threw his head back and laughed. He then met Hailey’s gaze. “Tell me, mio bella, did a friend borrow your name?”
