Sean rubbed the bridge of his nose, taking a deep, calming breath because clearly, he was surrounded by crazy. “So you’re recommending that I deal with my security issue by hiring the woman who hacked my systems and cost me millions of dollars, and the man who assaulted me?”
“Allegedly!” India huffed, at the same time that Enzo smiled and said, “Was it assault if you enjoyed it?”
“You bit me!” Sean snapped.
Moss looked confused. “You bit him? Gallo, do I need to kill you?” But Enzo grinned and shrugged, and his eyes obviously trailed down to Sean’s dick. He slowly licked his lips.
India glanced at her brother nervously. “Don’t kill him.” She said it as if this was a real possibility. Enzo was massive and intimidating, and Moss looked like he’d just stepped off of a fucking yacht. What was the risk? India took a deep breath and finally took a seat in the empty chair next to Sean, pulling out a laptop. “I’m not saying I know any hacktivists, but I can ask around. Is there anyone else that could be after you?”
Moss frowned, and Sean leaned back in his chair and sighed. “I don’t know, honestly. I mean, there are some threats to the business, the usual, I suppose, and not everyone in the family was happy when I took over as CEO.”
“Your asshole uncle?” she asked. “The one that came by the office that one day.”
“Do you know who murdered your parents?” Enzo asked. “Could it be them? Asshole uncles sound likely in that case.”
Sean glanced at him, startled. “What did you say? My parents died in an accident.”
Moss sighed and tossed a file folder across his desk. “This part I know.” He grimaced. “Don’t look at the photos in the back if you’re easily grossed out. Or traumatized by violence.”
Sean blinked and opened the file, anyway. Somehow this man had photos of his parents, including their autopsy information, things that Sean had never gotten his hands on. His breath caught in his throat as he flipped through the files, frowning. “How do you have this?” Sean asked, meeting Moss’s eyes.
“I asked around. I know people,” Moss said, shrugging. “When you said your company was being targeted.” He glanced at Enzo. “And apparently the other time, too.”
“How did it not ring any bells?” Enzo asked. “You told me about that part months ago.”
“I was shot. Quite a lot, okay? Remember?”
India glanced up at Sean. “We’ll help, okay? I know you thought I was stupid and replaceable, but I liked you. I’m sorry for any harm that I’ve done to you.”
Sean shifted, looking from India to Enzo to Moss. “I think I need to find an agency that better fits my needs.”
India looked down at the floor and blinked, swallowing. “Right. Of course.”
Chapter 9 - Enzo
Enzo stood next to Sean Blackstone, watching India’s lovely ass as she walked down the hall. Moss had informed him when he gave Enzo the job, in no uncertain terms, that India was off limits. And India had apparently never been interested in Enzo at all, but still. She was a beautiful, brilliant woman, and Enzo allowed himself a harmless little crush.
“India Fucking Moss,” he said with a shake of his head. “That’s an ass to be obsessed with.”
Sean’s jaw ticked and Enzo chuckled. His dick thickened a little at the sight of his potential new client. Enzo had to admit that it was possible that the problem was that he was a horny bastard surrounded by beautiful people that he couldn’t fuck. There was probably also a rule about fucking the clients. Moss loved rules. Somehow, Enzo knew that Sean was going to hire them, despite his insistence that he was not.
It had been a long time since Enzo had been this attracted to a man, basically not since his first bisexual experience in the army. But Sean was apparently Enzo’s type. The attraction to him had stuck with Enzo, and he wanted to play more. Enzo knew a little more about India now as well, and he had a lot of daydreams about seeing the arrogant asshole billionaire spanked and fucked over his own desk and begging for more. That’d be a scene.
“You’re not fucking her anymore?” Sean asked, and Enzo looked over his shoulder at Moss’s office like he was a little terrified.
“I was never fucking her,” Enzo said rather loudly, eyes scanning to Moss’s office. “I was her security. The rest was all for show.”
“Right. So you’re terrified of that guy? Why?” Sean asked. Enzo smirked and shrugged, leading him down the hall.
“If you know, you know. You’ll find out eventually why Moss is terrifying.” Enzo said. “Also, since India and Moss own the company together. She’s my boss now, so she is all kinds of off-limits, sadly. I really wanted to see her in her domme getup, too. I hear she has the hottest leather corset.”
Sean visibly swallowed. “You’re a lunatic if you think I’m going to hire Moss agency.” His voice was tight, his mouth a straight, firm line. He was trying his best to look unfazed, and Enzo wanted him fazed.
“Want to mess around? I find I have a lot of sexual frustration lately.”
Sean frowned up at the big man. “You’re not straight?”
“I prefer to identify as sexually fluid. And you’re hot as fuck.”
