He had come here for me?
“And when you’re lovely daughter invited me, I couldn’t say no, especially after the great stock tip she gave me.”
Victor’s eyes narrowed. “What are you talking about?”
A smug smile curled on Jaime’s lush lips. “Victor, at Vivien’s suggestion, I’m thinking of buying 50,000 shares of Gloria’s Secret stock. We’ll get richer together…so I hear.”
While Vivien beamed proudly, Victor arched his brows high, causing deep frown lines to set into his forehead. “What the hell did she tell you?” His voice was unusually shaky.
Jaime smiled that dazzling cocky smile. “These two gentlemen can tell you better than I can.”
Marching up to us were two burly men, dressed in matching black suits and ties. With their identical blunt haircuts, they looked like they could have been separated at birth. Victor’s face blanched.
“Victor Holden?” asked one of the men, his intonation more of a statement than a question.
“Yes. I demand to know what this is all about.”
“Special Agents Marshall and Andrews from the FBI,” said the other man dryly. In unison, they dug into their inner jacket pockets and whipped out badges.
I exchanged a wide-eyed look with Jaime.
“Victor Holden, you’re under arrest for alleged insider trading and stock manipulation.” The agent named Marshall issued a warrant and read him his rights.
Victor sprung to his feet. “What are you talking about? You can’t prove a thing.”
“Think again,” said the agent named Andrews. He turned to Jaime. “Mr. Zander, can you help us out?”
Jaime grinned. “My pleasure. There’s no time like the present.” I watched as he pressed a button on the watch he was wearing. A familiar raspy voice instantly sounded. Vivien’s. There was chatter and music in the background. I recognized the song—“Undercover Lover.” It had ironically been playing at the Walden bar when I’d caught Jaime kissing Vivien the first time.
Vivien: “I want to tell you a secret, doll boy.”
Jaime: “Babe, I love secrets.”
Vivien: “Okay, but you’ve got to promise that you never heard this from me.”
Jaime: “Promise.”
Vivien: “Daddy’s been shorting Gloria’s Secret, and he’s told all his big investor friends to do the same. The stock’s already dropped from an all-time high to an all-time low, and then once that hot line of sex toys is introduced, they’re going to buy back all their shares and make a fucking fortune when the stock soars.”
Jaime: “That’s brilliant.”
Vivien: “You should buy some shares before the price starts going back up.”
My eyes, round as saucers, met Jaime’s as I gaped with shock. Victor fisted his hands so hard his knuckles turned white. A rush of rage bubbled inside me. The hatred I felt toward this man was immeasurable. A fierce scowl replaced my look of shock as the song playing in the background changed to “Bleeding Love.”
Jaime: “Thanks, Viv, for the hot tip.”
Vivien: “You owe me big time…”
My blood curdled at the sound of hungry kisses and moans.
Jaime: “Lay off, Vivien!”
The wicked dominatrix persevered with her sexual assault and dirty talk, despite Jaime’s protest.
Jaime: “Get your hand off my cock. You’re fucking hurting me.”
Vivien: “You’ve got some balls, Jaime. Come to mama. No pain no gain.”