Page 71 of Forbidden Obsession

Her frown deepened. “Should I be worried?”

“We all should be.”

“Have you told our father how you feel?”

“No.”

“Why? He’ll listen to you.”

“He will want us to find a way to come together. He will think we can ‘fix’ our issues when it’s not an issue of mine at all. Rolando needs to go.”

Her eyes widened, and she sighed. “Damn it, Dominic.”

“He does.”

“Change the subject.”

“Mark my words.”

She eyed me in silence, then glanced at the screen. “Who’s the blonde bombshell with you?”

Her switch in the topic was smooth but not slick.

“She isn’t blonde.”

“Looks blonde to me.”

“Then you should get your eyes fixed.”

A slow smile crept across her lips. “Damn, brother. Are you offended?”

“Are you blind?”

“According to you.” She sniffed. “Who is she?”

“A student.”

She glanced between me and the monitor, where she watched Penelope play a game of blackjack.

“You’re fucking your students now?”

“Who said I was fuckin’ anyone?”

“Are you?”

“Since when do you want to talk about my sex life?”

“Since you started fuckin’ your students.”

I smirked and shook my head, inhaling. “It’s a rare case, trust me.”

“I believe you, but why risk your career over a lay when you can have anyone you want?”

A guffaw belted from me. “My career?” I sniped.

“What’s so off-putting about what I said?” She drew herself up, indignant.

“No one can ruin me. You’ll do well to remember that, sister.”

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