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I turned on my heel and made an exit.

By the time I had reached the doors of the conclave, her screams were ringing through the castle. A smirk filled itself deeply onto my features. When I shot, I didn't miss, and that had been Talia's first mistake.

I was sure this wasn't the last time I'd see her but for now, they would be tied up in trying to recover from this shit. A smile played on my face all the way to the hospital. I was the man now. The Scarpettas were back on fucking top and no one was going to stop us.

Chapter 17

Diamond

The honeymoon to Italy had come to an end, and I'd finally been allowed to get back home. Treyanna and I had flown home two days after Enzo's shooting but Thierry had stayed behind. That talk he'd said we would have never really happened.

It had been almost two weeks since I'd laid eyes on him, and I just wanted to put the entire thing behind me. He had scratched an itch that we'd both wanted to be scratched and now we could go on our merry way.

There was still the matter of him running my father's drug empire but I hadn't talked to my father either. He and Nautica were on a babymoon or some shit. I'd just been doing my own thing. For two weeks it had been jewelry store, club, jewelry store, club, repeat.

Giving myself a stretch, I could hear my back popping into place. I'd been starring at the financials on the screen when a knock came on the door. "Yes," I called out and the door opened.

The door parted and I didn't even bother to look up from the reports. I needed to make sure everything was adding up.

"What is it?" I asked still not looking.

"This is quite the surprise....no man servicing you, Tesoro. You must be taking your vows seriously."

I cringed and looked up, slightly squinting before taking off my reading glasses. Not many people knew that little secret either. I wore glasses sometimes because my vision wasn't that great.

"God, how did you get the hell back in here? I told my bouncer..."

"Who Tony?"

"Oh, so yall have met?"

Mental note made, Tony's ass was going to get fired. I had given him strict orders.

"Well when I told him I was the boss's husband, he let me in."

Thierry came into the room and closed the door. His cologne immediately filled my senses as he came around the desk. I could see what was on his mind long before he spoke. Because I was eye level, I could already see the erection he was sporting through the trousers. It looked thick and was straining against the fabric ready to get out. I gave my lips a slight lick before making eye contact.

"Mr. Scarpetta, what exactly can I help you with....?"

"Don't play with me, Diamond. You know exactly why I'm here."

Honestly, I had no clue why he was here. The entire fact that I paid someone to keep him out of my place of business should have told him something but clearly, that hadn't mattered.

"Let me guess, you need my signature for divorce papers. Let me get a pen. I'm happy to sign."

He let out a laugh and then came and braced himself on my desk chair, causing me to lean back.

"I'm not giving you a fucking divorce, or at least not yet."

"Then I have no idea what you're doing here...unless it was to catch a show. Seraphina goes on in about fifteen minutes...you'd love her. She's very bendy."

His lips hovered above mine.

That cologne was driving me crazy. Why did he smell so damn good? Why was I starting to throb between my legs? Wait...I was throbbing between my legs.

Shaking my head, I tried to ease out of the stupor he'd put me in. He remained where he was and I just knew that hard-on was still there and waiting.

Waiting for...