A week had passed since talking with my dad and I was still no closer to resolving the wife situation.
“What about Anastasia?” he suggested, blowing smoke out.
I scratched my cheek thinking about it. Anastasia was a girl I fucked off with from time to time. It was just sex between us, but occasionally I used her when I needed a date to an event. She was the perfect eye candy and hardly gave me any hassle.
“I thought about her.” She would make the most sense. While she didn’t know the ins and out of my family’s business, she was quiet and stayed in her lane. I knew whoever I took as a wife would have to be trustworthy enough to be involved with certain things. A person couldn’t be weak and be a part of this family. She would be chewed up and spit out easily. Anastasiawasa better choice than my dad’s suggestion.
River stayed around a little longer before dipping out to find some entertainment downstairs. A few minutes after he left, there was a knock on the door. I loosened my tie more and undid my suit jacket.
“Enter,” I called out, lifting my glass and finishing my drink.
Majesty stepped inside the room and closed the door behind her with a grin on her face. “You called for me, boss?” Her head tilted slightly and she dragged her tongue across her lips. On his way out I had River tell one of the guards outside my door to page her to come up.
Standing, I walked around my desk and took a seat on the couch with my legs gapped. “You know why I called you up here.” Her eyes lit up and she strutted over to me. She didn’t hesitate to drop to her knees and reach for my pants.
As soon as she removed my dick and took me in her mouth, I closed my eyes and laid my head back. My hand went to her hair and I gripped it tightly, forcing her to take more. She moaned and gagged around my dick, always loving when I took her mouth roughly. Having the freedom to fuck who I wanted was one luxury I enjoyed while being single. There was no way I was looking forward to giving it up with marriage.
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“I’ll be looking forward to working with you more.” I shook Zylus’s hand while my dad stood next to me, observing quietly.
“Same here. Since I’m back in the city permanently for the time being, I hope to do more business with you.” He turned to my dad. “As always Dominic, it’s good doing business with you.”
Dad stepped forward and shook his hand. “I heard about your brother. I hope everything pulls through.”
Zylus stayed quiet but I didn’t miss how his jaw flexed slightly at the mention of his brother, whose car was shot up recently.
“We’ll be on the lookout for your call,” I followed up.
Zylus ran a large shipping company and specialized in moving guns in and out of the city. He normally came into the city every couple of months but now he was back for family reasons, at least that was what the rumors said. If someone was ever in need of heavy artillery, he was the man they got with. He supplied our organization, and for that, we kept his pockets laced. My father had been doing business with him for years and was setting me up to be in communication with him going forward.
Jackson and Luke, my two guards, fell in step behind us along with my dad’s guards when we headed for the exit. I didn’t use them often unless I was out handling business and it was only because my dad insisted.
“Your mother told me to tell you to stop by soon. It’s been too long since she saw you,” Dad commented as we approached our cars. We came to meet Zylus separately, meeting here at his building down near the docks where his office was located.
Devin, my driver, was waiting outside the blacked-out Range Rover for me. When I got closer, he pulled the door open and waited for me to climb in.
“Let her know I’ll be by this week.”
We stopped in front of our cars. “Have you thought about what we spoke on?”
I bit the inside of my jaw and shook my head. I should have known I wouldn’t leave here without him mentioning it. “I’m working on it.”
His eyes narrowed. “I hope you are. Time’s running out, hijo.” He held his hand out. When I took it, he pulled me into a fatherly hug and patted my back. “Be sure to visit your mother soon,” he called out on his way to his car where his driver was waiting.
Turning for my truck, I slid in the back seat with Jackson behind me and Luke taking the front. Devin closed the door and walked around to the driver seat.
I pulled my phone out and scanned the messages. “Headed home, sir?” Devin asked.
“Take me by the barn first.” The Barn was where the family meetings took place. It was on the outskirts of town, toward the country, with no neighbors in sight. The country house we used as the central operating area, but the barn in the back was where we took people for their last moments. Me and River used it more than anyone.
I kept my eyes on my phone. I was in the middle of reading a text from Ian, the manager of my club, when an alert came across my phone. My brows furrowed when I clicked on it. Someone had triggered the silent alarm at my house on the outskirts of the city near the mountains. It wasn’t one I stayed at often, mainly when I wanted to duck off and get off the grid.
I switched to my camera app and pulled up the grid, locating the culprit right away.
“Change of plans, head to my house on the east side,” I told Devin.
“Yes, sir,” Devin answered.
