Chapter 0013

•SANTINO•

“Shit,” I sighed as I picked up the pictures from the floor.

She busted me.

My cell phone rang as I put the pictures inside the envelope and placed it inside my bedside drawer.

“Yes, Paul?”

“I have four men with me, sir. Two of them are good with their guns; one is a martial arts teacher, and the other is Giovanni’s former bodyguard. They let him go after he was absent from work, attending to his sick mother.”

“That’s good. Thank you, Paul. Please tell them to be in my office at the club by 9 in the morning. I have to talk with them in person.”

“Alright, sir.”

I hung up the call, and though I was angry that Camilla got inside my room and snooped around while I wasn’t around, I had to explain the pictures that she found.

I went to the third floor and knocked on her door. She didn’t answer, but I could hear her sniffling.

“Camilla, I’m sorry. I know what you saw was strange, but I wasn’t stalking you. You were gone for quite a long time, and I needed to know that you were okay, that’s all.”

My cell phone rang in my pocket, and when I slipped it out and saw Cole’s ID, I slipped it back into my pocket.

“Can we talk during dinner? I heard the chefs cooked your favorite dish. I know how much you love rice and stew.”

She opened the door and folded her arms across her chest. “If you were worried about me or where I was, why didn’t you tell my parents where I was or who I was pretending to be?”

“Because it wasn’t my place to tell,” I sighed. “I’m sorry about that, honestly. You weren’t supposed to see those pictures.”

“Here,” she handed me a paper.

“What’s this?” I took it from her, and what I read as the head title made me chuckle.

“The rules if we have to continue living in this house together. I want you to know that if either of us breaks those rules, the one who broke them has to pay the other half a billion dollars. Deal?”

“Princess, that’s nothing, so deal.”

She smirked before she closed the door. I sighed as I looked at the set of rules.

‘Rule number 7: no flirting or seduction.’ I scoffed as I headed downstairs. I was quite certain, and would wager a sum of money, that Camilla would be the first person to violate the established rule.

“Cole?” I said on the phone after calling him.

“The guns and transport are ready for tomorrow night. Are we sorted with men?” he asked.

“Yes, I have four. I’ll meet them tomorrow to discuss their competency and positions when we go to Giovanni’s place.”

“That’s good. The sooner we get this done, the better.”

“Yeah, and I have a favor to ask about someone named Rio. I’m sure you know the guy.”

“Oh, yes. What about him?”

“Naeve showed up in my office and said her brother is in exile, running away from him. I have to get in contact with him, and I can’t do that unless I know what he does and with whom.”

“He’s a drug junkie. His father is the chief director in the police department, and as far as I know, he’s not capable of danger.”

“Is it?” I got inside my room and placed the paper from Camilla on the table counter. “She told me that her brother ran away because Rio was going to kill him if he didn’t have the money that he owed him.”

“Son of a bitch. We can get him tomorrow before heading over to Giovanni's. He’s not much of a problem.”

“Alright, thank you, man. We will talk in the morning.”

I hung up the call and went to take a shower.

***

“Yes, Giselle, thank you. Please postpone all my meetings until next week.”

“Yes, sir.”

I hung up the call with my assistant as I turned the doorknob of my office at the club. It was Friday, and I wanted to have enough time for Cole and me to get our jobs done.

“Hey, Daddy.”

Naeve’s voice behind me caught me by surprise, and when I turned around and looked at her, she was barely wearing anything, with only a coat covering the back of her lingerie.

“Naeve? When did you get here?” I asked, furrowing my brow.

“You said I should be here first thing in the morning, so I did.” She leaned toward me, running her hand over my chest until it landed over the bulge in my pants.

“Oh, yeah. Cole and I are going to take care of Rio, so don’t worry about him anymore. When you speak with your brother, please let him know he can come home.”

“Come on, Sanny, you know you want me as well. You don’t have to act as if you don’t want to push my body against the wall and shove your dick inside me until I scream your name at the top of my lungs.”

I gulped, trying to resist her. She was looking very good in that little lingerie, but it just felt wrong to want her.

“I have to work,” I replied, taking a deep breath as she rubbed my dick. When I started feeling as if my dick was hardening, I grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

“Is there anyone you’re seeing?” She asked. “Even if there is someone, I don’t think that they’re as good as I am, and you know it. I bet she can’t suck your dick or ride you like I do.”

“There’s no one, Naeve.”

“So, fuck me, Sanny. I want you now. I want you on this table, all of you. You don’t know how much I’ve missed you being inside me, rocking your body against mine.”

Someone knocked on the door, and I was relieved that those guys we were taking with us to Giovanni’s place had finally arrived.

“Can we talk later? I have a meeting to attend .”

Naeve groaned as she tied her coat and walked to the door. The guys locked heads as she passed them and went downstairs.

“Mr. Banks, my name is Tony, and these are Garrett, Jack, and Ken.”

“Nice to meet you, gentlemen. Let’s not waste each other’s time and get down to business. First, I want you to assure me you can get the job done.”

“You can tell us what you want us to do, and we will do our job efficiently.”