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“Work.”

“What kind of work? Casino or Mafia?”

“That’s none of your concern.”

“If we’re having a baby, I think it’s important for me to know your whereabouts.” She slumps her shoulders. “I should’ve put that in the contract, damn it.”

I grin that she didn’t.

She can’t make a fuss about it if it's not in the contract.

That’s why I love contracts so damn much.

She perks up in her seat. “If that’s the case, then you don’t need to know my whereabouts.” The delight of her comeback is clear in her voice.

“I’ll always know every move you make, Genesis,” I grit out. “You are mine now.”

“Does that mean you’re mine?”

“If you want to treat me like your husband, then I won’t touch another woman. If you want to make your pussy mine, then I’ll make my cock exclusively yours. The ball is in your court, baby.”

She bites into her lip, and I love the way her cheeks blush. “I, uh …”

I also love that she’s at a loss for words.

That doesn’t happen often.

Normally, if Genesis can’t find words that make sense, she’ll just say random shit until she finds them.

“I want to go to the casino with you,” she says. “I’ll eat there.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Why not?” she whines. “It’ll give me something to do. Otherwise, I might find trouble, and we both know my trouble is bad trouble.”

So, it fucking seems.

I decide to go with a different angle. “You’ve had a lot going on. How about I treat you to a spa day with your friends?”

“How aboutno?”

“You love spa days.” I know this because I’ve had to take her and Pippa before.

“I did, but there’s this weird sense of guilt now.”

“For what?”

“For spending money after what my father did.”

“Don’t feel that guilt, and you’ll be spendingmymoney.”

“For a while, I’d like to be a normal girl.”

“Fine,” I say, giving in because I don’t have time to argue. This situation has already caused me to lose enough work hours. “But you’re keeping your ass in my office.”

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