Page 24 of A Monster's Obsession

“See ya at eleven, Céile.”

When I got to my office, I made a few phone calls about some new properties that I was interested in purchasing. However, the information Oran gave me weeks ago is at the forefront of my mind. There was a company that wanted to purchase the building from Bruce Todd. The Wilcox Group was an entity that I’d never come across before, so I gave the task to Darby. Everyone may think that Darby and Flynn are just two more of my men, but they’re more than that. The twins were here to learn the ropes of the business side of our family. In Ireland, it wasn’t necessary for them to seem legal.

However, their family wanted to expand to the states. Their technology company was worth millions of dollars, and the twins were the heads of the company. It was funny how everyone underestimates them because of what they are perceived to be.Goons.

Darby is one of the most intelligent people I know besides Flynn. They are both certified geniuses, but Flynn’s IQ is higher. Go figure.

It was amazing how easy it was to get into the swing of things here on the island. Our real estate business was going well, and our gun operation was booming. Having access to ports that weren’t regulated by the state’s laws and regulations made everything so much easier. It was a wonder why my father didn’t make this move to Founder’s earlier. I guess he had his reasons, but now after seeing how much of a benefit it is for us to operate on the island, it’s hard for me to decipher what those reasons could possibly be.

Before I knew it, Brennan was knocking on my door, alerting me that it was time to go pick up Sasha. I could get used to seeing my wife in the middle of the day. Looking for all the dirt I can to get the Abbott’s ousted by the Council has been a full time job. They walk a thin line but haven’t crossed it yet. There is a saying, “there’s honor amongst thieves,” and the Council takes that shit seriously. But I know those bastards don’t have any honor, I just haven’t proven it yet. But I will.

When I arrive to pick up Sasha, she’s talking to a hippy looking white guy with long dirty blond dreads. He’s gesturing wildly, and his mouth is moving a mile a minute. I’m too far away to hear what he’s saying, but I can tell he’s excited about something. The way Sasha is smiling up at him with adoration smeared across her gorgeous face gives me pause. I don’t know who this man is, and I know every man that comes into contact with my wife.

I slow my walk to a stroll so that I won’t alert the two of my arrival. I want to know who this guy is and what he’s doing here. And more importantly, I want to know why my wife is looking at another man like he can hang the moon for her. The shit pisses me off.

“I have so many ideas for this space,Flower.I can’t believe how awesome this place is!” The hippy exclaimed with joy dripping from his every word.Flower? Why is he giving my wife nicknames?

“Oh, Yohan! I’m so glad you could finally see my gallery! It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you.” Sasha’s voice was light and tinted with a happiness that I hadn’t heard from her since we’ve been back together.

“I love it! I can’t believe I waited this long to take you up on your offer.” The hippy’s voice dropped a few octaves, and I knew he was going for seductive. If he wanted to live, he would raise that shit back up to the helium balloon sound that it was.

“You’re a busy guy, I’m just glad you finally had the time to come by.” Either Sasha was simply dismissing his flirtations, or she was completely unaware. Knowing my Céile, it was the latter.

“I’m not too busy for you,Flower.” There went that seductive shit again. Hell! No!

“Céile? Are you ready for lunch?” My voice was a growl, but the shit couldn’t be helped. I was doing everything in my power not to choke the shit out of this fake ass Bob Marley.

“Hey, Monster!” Sasha squeaked with big guilty round doe eyes. Just the squeak in her voice pissed me off that much more.

“Monster? What kind of name is that?” The hippy smirked.

Yeah, I’m going to choke the shit outta this dude.

Chapter 13

SASHA

My voice was entirely too high, and I could hear the guilty tone coloring my words, and it made me cringe in regret. There was nothing that I needed to be guilty about. Yohan Hobbs was an old friend from New York and the client of my dreams. I’ve been trying to get him to show his photography at the gallery for the longest time. He was the hottest thing out there right now, and I would be privileged to have him. I was excited that he was finally on the island for a short visit and was able to drop by and see the space on a whim. It was pure luck and an opportunity that I would make count.

I couldn’t help but admire Yohan’s talent, and he wasn’t hard on the eyes either. His cognac-colored eyes stood out from his tan skin, and although the locs he wore in his hair wasn’t my style, it fit his laid back personality.

“Monster? What kind of name is that?”

Ah shit! That was definitely the wrong thing to say about Sawyer’s crazy ass. I call him Monster for a reason. And although I try not to say it in front of people, his presence shocked the hell out of me, and it slipped out.

“My name is, Sawyer.” My husband’s voice was deep and menacing, but as usual, his face held an almost serene expression. If you didn’t know him or weren’t paying attention, you would think he was being nice. He most definitely was not.

“I’m Yohan. My littleFlowerwas showing me this awesome space.”

“YourFlower?”

Fuck! This man cannot read a room to save his life!

“That’s not what he meant, babe.” I tried to soothe the situation as best I could, but by the look on Sawyer’s face, I wasn’t doing too good of a job.

“But that’s what he said, Céile.” Sawyer’s unwavering glare made me worry. My husband was unpredictable when he had a certain look in his eyes. And boy was the look there now!

It has been real cozy between the two of us. After he put Lola in her place, we’ve been getting along like an old married couple. We fell into routines easily. The only thing that has been missing is the intimacy between us. I can admit that I’m afraid of the connection we have, and if we have sex like we did on our wedding night, I’ll never be able to let him go. But I would never cheat on Sawyer, and the way he’s looking at Yohan doesn’t seem like he believes that.