Page 21 of With This Ring

CARTER

Bending Kai over my desk and fucking him senseless was a terrible fucking idea. It’s all I can think about, even two weeks later. It’s clouding my judgment, and I’ve been making stupid mistakes at work. A few times, one of the lower accountants that works at Azure Blue had to come to me with an error I made or one I didn’t catch when I was going over the books. One thing I’ve prided myself on is my work, but all I can think about is how tight Kai’s ass was.

I’ve never fucked anyone that felt so fucking good, so fucking hot inside that I almost lost my head. Ever since my dick was in him, I feel…something. A buzzing under my skin every time he’s near. An awareness before he even steps in any room I’m in. It’s like my cum is a beacon inside him and I feel a jolt in my system when he’s close by.

Gavin has noticed my behavior, making snide remarks every time my head snaps around to Kai. I try not to make it obvious, but I can’t help it. I marked him, so now he belongs to me.

But that’s a foolish thought. I spent years, decades even, hating him. Hating his family. How can one fuck have me so goddamned confused? And why do I want to fuck him again?

It won’t happen. He said one fuck to get me out of his system and that’s all he’ll get. Even if I want nothing more than to sink into that tight hole of his and fuck him until he cries. Then I’ll lick his tears and make it all better for him.

No, I don’t want to make anything better for him. I want Kai the fuck away from me, so I don’t have these conflicted feelings. Kaison St. Clair is the enemy. Even though we’re married with this bullshit truce, he’ll always be the enemy.

“Ready?” Gavin asks, checking his guns as he waits by my office door.

I log out of my computer at Azure Blue and stand. I pull my suit jacket on—something Dad was happy to see me in—and check that my weapon is hidden. Even though there hasn’t been much chatter about the family after us, I don’t want to take any chances. A threat could be anywhere; I don’t want to be caught with my pants down when it appears.

We leave through the service entrance of the casino to ensure no one sees us and Gavin hurriedly drives off once he’s behind the wheel of my bulletproof sedan.

He drives down the expressway, weaving in and out of traffic before he exits on the highway and goes back the way we came. After he’s sure no one is following us, Gavin drives at a more sedate speed until we get to St. Clair’s Constructions headquarters.

Kai doesn’t know I’m coming, but I figure the element of surprise will be on my side and he’ll let me look over his books. Something about what Charlie keeps saying about signing over the company to him is tripping up my spidey senses. It’s almost like he’s trying to sabotage his son’s business. I think he doesn’t want to see Kai succeed. He already gives him shit for being gay—maybe he thinks that because he doesn’t conform to what he thinks he should, Kai shouldn’t have anything. I want to make sure my assumptions are correct.

As we drive, I see sign after sign for Kai’s construction company outside of vacant or in process builds. If his company was doing too badly, no matter who he paid off, he wouldn’t be getting contracts. Something is off about this entire situation.

We pull up to Kai’s company about thirty minutes later. The headquarters is about twenty minutes away from us, in a smaller, less busy city called Abway. It’s a good location for a legitimate business. Even though the name is connected to the St. Clair family, it’s separate from the illegal shit we do with the drugs, guns, and murder.

I don’t see Kai’s car, but that’s probably for the best. I won’t have to fight him to see what I want. Any stooges that are in here now will back the fuck down when Gavin puts a gun to their heads.

That’s not necessary though. I step into the office and see a small pale man with large glasses and a frightened air around him sitting in a small office. Judging from the pallor of his skin, I doubt he gets out much besides coming in to work.

“Can I help you?” he asks, pushing his glasses up on his nose. Gavin runs his eyes over him with his eyebrows knitted together. I’m not sure what the look is for, but I don’t want to ask. I won’t be distracted by my weird friend.

Turning to the man, I answer his question. “I’m Carter St. Clair-Whitlock. I’m?—”

“The boss’s husband. Yeah, I know.” He pushes his glasses up again. “He’s not here. Do you want me to leave a message?”

“No. I need to see his account ledgers.”

“Okay. Would you like to use his office or the accountant’s?” That was easier than I thought.

“His.” I step further into the room. “Who are you?”

“Oh. I’m Percy. Mr. St. Clair’s assistant. My dad works for his dad.”

Huh. He looks like he’s afraid of his own shadow. I’m sure whoever his dad is treats him how Charlie treats Kai. This isn’t a business for the weak, but it’s the fault of the father for not preparing him.

“Where is everyone else?”

“Everyone is off for the rest of the day. They just finished a build for the convenience store in Salsey.”

He shows me into Kai office, which is neat as a pin. I breathe in deeply, catching a faint whiff of the cologne he wears. It has burrowed into my senses since I fucked him.

When I’m settled behind his desk, Percy boots up Kai’s computer and inputs a password. “It’s my password, but I have access to everything Mr. St. Clair does. If you need anything else, let me know.”

I nod and take off my jacket, settling in for a long few hours. Kai’s business has been open for a while, so I have to go back to the beginning to see if there are any discrepancies.

After I boot up the software, I go through the ledgers. I call Percy in to grab me a notepad and a pen and get to work. I faintly hear him and Gavin talking, Percy’s voice high and frightened, but I tune them out.

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