NINETY EIGHT

He grunted at the thought, liking it more and more by the hour. He remembered he had asked her to do something for him and grunted scrubbing a hand over his face. "Well?"

"Well what?" Ashley asked feigning ignorance as she walked to his wine cellar in the corner of the office. She picked up a bottle and poured some of it into her mouth, not bothering to grab one of the glasses staring at her. "I didn't see anything if that's what you're asking." She shuddered as she remembered the sight that had greeted her. Not something a sibling should have to see.

But then Gabriel wasn't your typical sibling. He was her brother, yes but that was about it. It was only a matter of speaking. There was no emotional benefit attached. He treated her the way he treated his staff at work. The only thing he didn't do was ask her to blow his junk. It wouldn't surprise her if he did. He was a ruthless ** and a huge piece of work.

"What did you find out?" He insisted, ignoring her failed attempt at feigning