Page 96 of His Wild Seduction

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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

JOSEF

“Good morning,” my sweet wife murmured as I kissed her temple gently.

Poor thing needed extra sleep.

I knew why. I caused her exhaustion. And the knowledge made my blood sing.

Last night, I’d been wild for her. My sexy Little Red had been just as hot for me.

I’d been nervous about her reaction to the way I’d handled the man from the party, but she didn’t seem concerned.

Not in the least.

The way she reciprocated my feelings with sensual overtures of her own was just a fucking bonus.

I leaned back and watched her pretty green irises, glassy with sleep, as she slowly blinked herself awake.

So beautiful.

I smiled and turned back to the tray I’d filled with pastries from the café down the block. I’d had one of my guys fetch my order and bring it up while I made her some coffee.

I made a mean pour over, using freshly ground and ethically harvested coffee grounds imported from South America.

My men were fast, eager to please me after last night’s blunder. They were none too happy that one of their own had caused such a mess last night.

I’d already sent word of my displeasure to each of the team leaders working for me at Sigma International.

I demanded a company-wide background check on every single employee that worked for me, Volkov Industries, Gray Corps, and St. Elizabeth’s going back ten years. And I wanted the reports as soon as possible.

Every single person who had even the slightest chance of coming into contact with my wife needed to be thoroughly vetted.

Darius, my top guy, had questioned the need for such drastic measures. But one glimpse of my face through the video call had shut him up.

That was good. I did not like being questioned.

Darius had good instincts. He was loyal. And he took commands well.

That was why he was my number one. He was the one I trusted to manage things while I was otherwise occupied.

As for Mario. The man who spent the most time around my Little Red.

He was the man I trusted with the personal safety of my wife.

I could not emphasize the importance of his role. So I made sure he understood.

I described in great detail what would happen should one hair on her precious head come to harm.

Mario believed me.

Then he thanked me for trusting him with the job.

Good man.

I gave him a fucking raise for having the balls to stand there while I spelled out the torture that would await anyone who tried to hurt her.

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