ing ridiculous.”
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
“I want to play the violin. And I want to make my father pay.” The last part came out as an afterthought, but it was real. Every little bit of it. I was so angry I could scream.
“The violin I can’t take care of, but I understand your feelings about your father. In fact, if you are that angry, I have a proposition for you.” His voice dipped as he said that and my throat started to close.
What was he asking me?
“What?” I asked.
“Do you really want to see your father pay?” he asked again as he slid my sandwich towards me. “Or are you just f*ck
ing around?”
“What?” I swallowed, then grabbed my sandwich. “Yes. I wanna f*ck
ing make him pay.”
I took a bite of that sandwich. It was sweet and tart and creamy. Damn, he could cook.
“If that’s the case, there is someone who wants to do the same thing.” He slid a card across the table with a number on it. “Call him. He’ll arrange a place to meet. Don’t tell anyone else. I didn’t give this to you.”
He stood and smiled at me. “I know the way you feel about your father, I feel the same way. Being dragged into a world you don’t want to be in sucks. Don’t live that way. I’ve been living it for years.”
Years. That was my destiny. A fling with Janson wasn’t going to change that.
I nodded. I didn’t choose this life. I didn’t want to be in it. I was going to call that number.
Soon.
Janson
Kathryn. I wanted her. Wanted to get my dick wet so bad that I’d forgotten anything that was being said at the conference meeting. We met like this twice a week to discuss business. Real business. Yeah, we had our hands in a lot of pots, and yeah, we beat the ever living f*ck
out of people for shit, but we also had a company and a conglomerate to run, and I was the Vice President of Operations. Sure, I had everything delegated so that I didn’t need to complete a lot of work personally, but I was responsible for it all.
And that meant I actually had to do my job once in a while.
By noon, it was apparent that I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t give a shit about it. All I wanted was to be in between Kat’s legs, burying myself in her over and over again.
But I had shit to sign off on, I had all kinds of people to listen to, and I had new hires to approve.
If I could just get this shit done now, I could go home and surprise her. Let her know she could stay at my place.
I’d already worked it out with Greyson; he agreed that she would be less likely to bail if she was set up somewhere more comfortable, and it also meant that I could keep an eye on her to his satisfaction. And two hands on her to my satisfaction.
The idea of coming home to her made me so f*ck
ing stiff, I could barely conceal the hard-on in my pants.
So, I just sat there and hid my erection under the table while I listened to some of my colleagues drone on.
Many of them had no idea that we were running the company as a front; they thought it was the real deal, and it was. It ran, it operated, it was essential for our business.
But it was also a front for so much more.
That it was a real business with real plans made it so much harder for the government to understand what we did. They knew we were up to something nefarious, but we’d covered our tracks so well no one had been able to get any inroads.
It was genius, really.
I didn’t need to be here, listening to facts and figures. It would all be disseminated for me later anyways. I needed to be home.
I was already so f*ck
ing addicted to her and I knew it.
I stood and immediately buttoned my coat jacket, ready to bolt for the door. I just walked away, made no comment. The room went silent as I did and I smirked.
They would add it to the stories they would tell about me. I knew I was the talk of my department. Taking days off, coming and going as I pleased. They probably hated my guts, but I had their backs.
I always had their backs.
Our business location was in Fells Point, a short ride up to Hamden, but it felt like for f*ck
ing ever, even if I was the one behind the wheel.
I swerved up I-83 passing cars, weaving in and out of traffic until I got to my exit. It was maybe a ten minute journey, but f*ck
it all, I needed to be there now.
I didn’t take everything I wanted last night, but I was sure as hell going to do it now.
I rushed into the parking lot and parked in my own private area. It was nice to be the owner. I had all kinds of perks that way.
I hated my father, hell, I pretty much hated the whole family, but money flowed and gave me good opportunities.
Like this apartment complex.
f*ck
the elevator, I bounded up the stairs a few at a time until I got up to my floor. I wanted her and I was going to have her.