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The grip on my arm tightens, and I know there will be bruises left that are exact replicas of his fingers.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Something easy and safe for you to execute.”
Is that all of a hint I’m going to get?
“Can I know what it is, or do I need to commit to working for you first?”
He already knows I’m going to work for him. I’m not sacrificing my life for my father.
“Spy on Arturo Marino. Get me any information on whatever business endeavors he’s getting into.”
“You want me to spy on Arturo Marino?”
“It should be easy since you are his assistant. When you get information, write it down in a private folder and we can discuss it at our weekly meeting going forward.”
“Weekly meeting?”
“Yes, I need to make sure you aren’t planning on running away.”
“I’m not going to run away.” I pause and sigh before saying, “I accept your terms.”
He snaps his fingers, and the driver releases my arm. “You’re free to go, but keep your phone on because I will be reaching out to you.”
The driver turns toward me. “Follow me and I’ll get your phone and call you a taxi.”
As I follow him out of the room, my heart drops into my stomach. I don’t look back at Dad, but I can feel his gaze on me.
How am I supposed to spy on Arturo when he’s been nothing but kind to me? How can I spy on Joseph when I just asked to be in a relationship with him?
Chapter Six
JOSEPH
My phone rings,pausing the music that’s currently playing at maximum volume. I lower the dumbbells to the floor and check to see who is interrupting my workout.
“Rhett, what do you want? I’m in the middle of working out.”
It’s Monday morning, and the team has the day off. Dad has another meeting at an undisclosed location, so our morning meeting is postponed until lunch. This is the only time I have to clear my head and work out my frustrations.
Both work and sexually related.
Normally, I’d turn to Alexandra, but she’s still avoiding me.
“That’s perfect. I’m on my way. Don’t freak out when I barge in.”
“What if I wanted to work out in peace?” Not that I usually ever have alone time, but I need to sort out my own shit right now.
Preferably alone.
“Pfft. You’re practically my brother. It’s my right to interrupt your workout.”
I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me. “Just because you’re fucking my sister doesn’t mean you’re my brother.”
He scoffs. “Oh, you wound me. I was referring to being teammates and working for your father.”
I laugh, feeling better than I did ten minutes ago. “Well, then I guess you are my brother and can interrupt me whenever you want.”