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“Now that we’re alone, I know exactly who you are. I had someone look into your dealings. I don’t like you with my daughter, but you’re better than that last piece of shit she was dating.” Instantly, my attention is piqued. Who the fuck is the old boyfriend?

“Do tell.”

“I hated the little prick. He’s the reason she fled to New York.” I knew she had a reason and this fuck was it. I should thank him, but I wanted his head on a platter. “The little pussy cheated on her at prom of a places. He probably used my daughter and then moved on to the next girl as soon as hecould.” I had every intention of behaving while I was here, but my sweet little Magnolia didn’t deserve to be treated that way.

“He’s a weak excuse for a man, but your daughter was too smart to be seduced by him.” I know because I bought and paid for my wife’s innocence and worshipped it. “What’s the little bitch’s name?”

“Joshua Simones.”

“As in the Simones who own the banking in the town and the surrounding area?”

“Yes. As you can see how things went south for us. A little mistake paperwork led to an audit an weeks of fees and taxes only to delay my work. Then I was forced to put the business on hold because they froze my assets only to release them after the audit revealed no errors, but I couldn’t tell her.” I thought things didn’t seem right when I looked into her family’s business. I wanted to know what I was walking into and my guy found out they were debt, but it was sudden. Their records before it were spotless and they were doing well. Then they were about to be bankrupt out of the blue.

“I understand and I assure you it will be dealt with, but I made a promise to Magnolia to behave this trip.” My hands ball into fists.

“I’m gone for one minute, and you look like you’re ready for war,” my wife says, stepping into the room with an apron on and I’m stiffer than a board.

“We weren’t doing anything but having a friendly father-son conversation,” her father says, giving me a wink.

“Yes, love.”

“Now, why did you rush in here?” I asked, giving her a curious look.

“My bestie is on her way. She heard I was in town.”

“That was fast.”

“Well, when Mom called my bothers, she was at the mall too.”

“Okay. So is there a problem?”

“Nope. Just…”

“Give us a moment.” I stand up and lead her to the hallway. Now that I have her all alone, I ask, “What’s wrong?”

She bites down on her bottom lip, looking so nervous. “She knows about the auction. I didn’t tell her about our deal or anything, but she knows how we met, so she doesn’t like you.”

“Well, I’m not anyone’s fan right now, beautiful.” I lean down and kiss her lips that she keeps drawing my attention to.

“But she’s my best friend,” she says between kisses.

“I’ll do my best to be nice, but it’s not in my nature to take shit from anyone, so you’ll have to make it up to me later,” I growl, grabbing the apron strings and tugging them tighter.

“How?”

“I’ll tell you later. Just be prepared.” I pop her on the ass, eliciting a moan from her sexy mouth. I press my hard cock against her mound, and she adds another hungry sigh. “Be very prepared.”

“I will.”

“Where is she?” a voice calls out from the other room, and it already grates my nerves. It’s not the tone or anything. It’s because she’s an inconvenience to me. I roll my eyes.

“What’s that for?”

“Mags, there you are.” She yanks my wife out of my arms, and I’m pissed off. If only I could choke a broad, and get away with it right now.

“Oh, is this him?” she asks with attitude, giving me a deadly glare. I get why she’s upset, but this woman has no sense of self-preservation.

“I’m her husband, and you must be the best friend who obviously doesn’t know everything about me,” I answer with a less-than-warm greeting.

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