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Her stare hardened for a few seconds. “Even if that’s true, it’s not your obligation to make up for that⁠—”“I’m your husband. Anything that concerns you is my obligation.”“Axel, I want to work for my money, not receive a handout⁠—”“It comes out to fifty-fifty anyway since we’re married. There’s no way around it, baby.”“We keep our financials separate. I get my paycheck. There’s no reason anything needs to be fifty-fifty.”“Why are you resisting this?”She stilled at the abrupt question.“We’re married. My money is your money. I want you to have it.”“And I want my own money, Axel. You already let me live there rent-free⁠—”“Let you live there…” I released a chuckle because that was ridiculous. “Baby, it’s your home.”“You know what I mean. And after what happened in your previous marriage, I would assume you’d prefer to keep everything separate.”“I don’t compare you to her. I’m not going into my second marriage thinking about the bullshit from my first. It’s different with you, a

I picked up my sandwich again to take one more bite, even though I was full. Their sandwiches were just so good. “When are you going to tell them?”He shrugged. “Whenever I see them next. What do you see in the books?”“Money is good, really good.”“At least there’s that.”“Axel offered to split his earnings with me.” I wasn’t sure what prompted me to blurt that out. Wasn’t sure if my father would be pleased or annoyed by that information.I didn’t get an answer—because all he did was stare.“I told him twenty-five percent was more reasonable.”“It’s your business.” He wasn’t warm anymore, cold like the gray clouds above our heads. “You should take it all.”“I thought fifty percent was pretty generous.”“The business means nothing to him. It’s just a way to get back at me.”I shouldn’t have said anything.“He’s involved in other things. The business isn’t his priority, just another hustle. And he wants me to know that.”“I think he just wants to share it with me.” I couldn’t stop myse

When I got home, Scarlett was already in bed.She was on her side, the sheets pulled up to her shoulder, all the lights off.I dropped my clothes in the middle of the floor and tugged off my boots before I got into bed. My phone was put on do not disturb so it wouldn’t vibrate all night and cast an annoying light that brightened the ceiling.I lay there on my back, staring at the dark ceiling, tired but pulsing with life.I listened to her breathe on the other side of the bed, slow and gentle, rhythmic.I crossed the mattress and moved up against her, my arm hooking around her stomach and pulling her into me like a bear with its mate. My face entered her hair, and I smelled the flowers and sunshine.Her body stretched and shifted against me, stirring at my touch.My fingers hooked into her panties and pulled them over her ass and down her thighs, exposing that fine piece of ass that I wanted to bite.She stirred a little more, waking up to my hand underneath her shirt, gripping her ti

“I just wanted to congratulate all of you on the hard work you’ve done,” the prime minister said. “Preserving your history, but also keeping these historic sites available to the public. Most people would have sold everything off or let it fall into ruin, but you have maintained your legacy and the legacy of your people…” He continued on, oblivious to the hostility between the two parties.I stared at his parents, who both stared at Axel like he was carrying a bloody hatchet. Then in the middle of the prime minister’s speech, they turned away and walked off, choosing to be rude instead of suffering their son’s presence.“Uh, did I miss something?” Prime Minister Amato asked, looking at Axel again.“My parents and I aren’t close,” Axel said. “We’re like the North Pole and Antarctica.”“Oh.” He slid his hand into his pocket. “I’m sorry to hear that.”“It is what it is,” Axel said. “So, how are the kids?” He brushed it off like it was no big deal, like it didn’t make him lose sleep or su

I could still feel the tension between us. My father was distant with his silence. He had a bit of that same haze Axel had had over the weekend, like he’d had too much to drink but his mind continued to fight it.It was cold in the back room, so I cinched the tie of my coat to keep it tight around my body.Minutes passed, and then voices were audible, uproarious laughter and booming tones, like they were about to head to a party rather than an important meeting. Their footsteps grew louder, and then the guys entered, wearing long-sleeved shirts and hoodies, some of them with tattoos on their faces.My father rose to his feet and shook hands with them. “Nice to see you, gentlemen.” When the guys all turned to look at me, my father made the introduction. “This is my daughter, Scarlett. She helps with the business. She’s going to sit in, if that’s okay.”One of the guys sat across from me, grinning wide. “Oh, that’s more than fine.” A couple of his teeth were missing, and there was a gol