Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
In my defense, When I saw Morgan again, I just saw someone who was good at her job. I didn’t like that Antonio got information I wanted before I did. This wasn’t family business. It was my business. That meant I wanted everything reported directly to me. Hell, our past meant so little to me that I didn’t even think about it. We had been doing a job together for Maxwell. It involved a stakeout and being snowed in. Sometimes you just need to let off steam. She was there, I was there and it just kind of happened. The second time it happened, she began taking about how we could still see each other when the op was over. That was when I set the record straight. I’m not sure how Morgan got things so twisted.
I’m a man, everything is cut and dry. I’m learning now that I am in love that women are not the same. Their reactions and thoughts follow so many turns and curves that I’m going to need a fucking roadmap.
I turn my attention back to matters at hand. We’ll be landing in Phoenix soon and we need to be prepared. My gaze moves over to look at Lodi and Stone. They’re talking off to themselves. I’ve had my eye on Lodi for a bit. Antonio and Niko were putting him into an empty Capo position. They want him working with me, but something is off about him. I can’t put my finger on it. I don’t have any reason to feel this way, but I do just the same. I shrug off my thoughts. Niko and Antonio vetted Lodi carefully, I’m sure. I’m just being uptight because I’ll be taking on a new position and I can’t afford anything to fuck it up. Besides, this operation will show me all I need to know about the men I’m thinking of including in my circle.
I need to concentrate on what’s ahead of me. We will be landing soon. I need to be ready. Just as I decide to put all thoughts from my mind and spend a little time focusing and preparing, my phone buzzes. My lips move to a smile without a thought. The only person that would be texting me right now is Gia. Anyone else is either here with me, or just finished a phone conference with me. I frown when I see the number flash on the screen.
“Sloan? What’s going on?”
“I’m here at the address you provided, but there’s no one here, Boss.”
Fuck, she went to dinner with that asshole. “Stay there. I’ll get back with you.”
“You got it.”
I frown as I click the button to end our connection. Then, I immediately dial Gia. It rings a few times before going to her voicemail. Damn it.
The phone dings as I get a text message and when I see it’s from her, I get pissed.
Gia:Hey what’s up?
Me:Where are you?
There is a minute or two where all I see are three little dots, telling me that she’s responding, but hasn’t sent the message yet. I try to control my anger. I don’t like Gia being around this Sam asshole, and I know without asking he’s with her. I should have killed the bastard.
Gia:At the theater with Sam. We decided on a movie before dinner.
I just bet ole Sam was behind that decision. Jesus, if I didn’t need to desperately be in Phoenix right now, I’d have them turn this damn jet around.
Me: Sloan is at your house, wondering where you are.
Gia: Sorry, but I did tell you that I didn’t need a babysitter. I’m fine and if anything was to go wrong, Sam is trained. He can protect me.
Me:What do you mean trained?
Gia:He’s had intense weapons and combat training, as well as martial arts. You really don’t need to worry, Victor. Sam is really good. If anything, he was holding back with you. He knew I would be mad if he hurt you.
Son of a bitch! Does she think that dumbass could take me? Does she have so little confidence in me? I just stare at my phone unsure of what to say at this point. If I was there, I’d turn her over my knees and spank her ass red. Then, I would fuck her within an inch of her life. Then, once she passed out from her climaxes, I would begin cutting pieces of pretty-boy Sam’s face up. I’d make sure no woman would look at him and want a second look ever again.
Especially my woman.
Gia:Victor? I’ll have Sam drop me off at Antonio’s after dinner, okay?
Me:We have a lot to discuss.
Gia:I know. I promise you that it’s not like what you’re thinking with Sam.
Me:Maybe not for you. It’s him I’m not sure about.
Gia:Not every man sees me like you do, Victor. I’m not sure anyone else does.