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Baron’s POVThirty Minutes Earlier.“We may have a problem, sir,” Jax’s voice is low on the other end of the phone. “Miss Veronica is out on a date with a mystery man, Dr. Glynn.”What. The. Actual. Heck?!The ease with which I pull away from the group of Pete and his friend sharing wine over an investigation. This is the kind of information anyone in their shoes will ou to have but I can't risk it.“Sir?” Jax calls out when I don't say anything. “Code red and I’ll wait till…”“Be quiet and only do what I say.” I sigh and walk down to the terrace. I feel Pete’s eyes on me, demanding. But I ignore him.“Go on,” I say as soon as I'm good spot. “Someone sent her a package. And she left, dressed for dinner.” My fingers dig into my hair and I grab a handful as if itching my scalp. I can't get that she went to see Glynn. Fake enough, Glynn is not the killer, but isn't he an enemy?“What are they doing right now?” My voice lowers. “I didn't follow her but I planted a bug on her.” This t

Baron’s POVLike a little slut, Valerie slides down my body, her plump breasts in the loose fabric sweeping down my frame, from my chest to my protruding knees on the chair…Then she kneels, right in front of me. Her slightly thick frame in surrender, with her big breasts pushing up so hard that the pink area of her nipples grazes the start of the dress. She looks edible. I shut my eyes, blocking the urge to pin her to my table and eat her whole, have my tongue run every single inch of her delicious skin. But no, I don't deserve that pleasure. Not yet.In love with the very sight of her, I'm unable to keep my eyes shut. Now, she kneels upright, with her hands reaching out to my zipper.“What are you doing?” “Shhh,” a finger crosses to her full yummy lips as she shuts me up. I sigh, ball my hands in fists, and let her do her little thing. Heaven help me I don't act on my aroused emotions. “I need my love relaxed.” She murmurs and pulls down the zipper. Her big greedy eyes follo

Valerie’s POVMy phone rings, waking me up from sleep. It's barely 7 in the morning. I lazily roll over to the side and manage to pick up my phone. Oddly, it's an unknown caller.At 7:!15 AM. For a good five seconds, I just stare at the phone, not sure if to pick it up. The sound of water sputtering comes from the bathroom as Baron is taking a shower.Reluctantly, I pick up the phone. “Mrs. Valerie Carter,” an advanced male voice speaks up. “Good morning.”I roll my eyes and start guessing who it could be. The stress causes the ache at the back of my head to return, pounding with force. “This is Mr. Jethro Torres, your family’s legal representative. I apologize for calling so early, I just flew into town.” He introduces himself with a rushed tone, sensing he’s being a bore right now. I just hum, I have only met him once, where he announced my dad had willed seventy percent of the company to Veronica and thirty percent to me with a small amount in my savings. After that, he disappe

Baron’s POVMy fingers zoom in and out on Prescott’s photo on my screen, fishing for the tiniest resemblance. He looks so much like Vernoica, but he had this little charming smile and a pair of blue eyes.Cool like mine.The secret DNA has to be conducted today, and definitely not in Dr. Pam’s clinic. I can't trust her not to blab to Valerie. But the first question is how am I going to see Veronica without raising the public’s eyebrow? Plus, I’ve kept my distance since her arrival.The knock on the door makes me jerk in shock. “Shit.” I sigh and instantly lock my phone’s screen. “Sir,” the manager pops his head out through the slightly opened door. “You called for a meeting.” “Right.” I tap my desk, putting myself together. “I’ll be there soon. And ensure not one of you is missing.”“Yes, sir.” He nods his understanding. “Also, we’ve closed the window phase and the paperwork will proceed in about a few hours.” “Fine. Just have them all set.” I sigh. Normally, I would postpone it, b

Baron’s POV “Go, now,” I tell Jax once I get into the car. The pocket where the little boy’s hair is suddenly feels itchy. Ignorant, she stands by the pavement and waves as I leave. Her little boy is in her arms, still rubbing the exact spot on his scalp where I had plucked hair off. “What's next, boss?” Jax breaks the silence while driving. “To the hospital or home?” I hiss, quite scared of the result. “A standard laboratory, just not ours.” He nods and drives us in silence. My eyes remain on the window as I watch the moving houses with zero interest. I stare, blankly. My heart beats spike each second. When Jax pulls the car to a halt in a free spot in the hospital’s garage, I replace my mask. I'm anxious, too anxious. Jax takes the lead. After a brief inquiry with the receptionist, he returns to my side and escorts you to the laboratory. The place is fully equipped, Bright light, test tubes, microscope… “I want to speak with the person in charge,” I say directly to a