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I set Spencer up in front of my computer, and Chloe takes a seat next to him. They’re a little too close for my comfort, but I remind myself he has a wife and child he’s crazy about, so I bite my tongue.

I’ve been acting like a jealous idiot since we brought Dante home, even though, deep down, I know Chloe loves me. It’s a side of me I don’t particularly like, but I’ve always been possessive when it comes to the people I care about.

I can tell right away that I made the right choice when her questions start flowing, things I never would’ve even thought to ask. I can tell how impressed she is with the program as Spencer explains everything to her.

If I’m being honest, I’d prefer if she didn’t work, but she’s made it clear on several occasions that she wants to. I can’t help but wonder if she’d consider taking over Lorenzo’s position—at least temporarily.

I glance down at my watch and see it’s been half an hour, and Dante still isn’t here.

“Give me a moment,” I say, putting down my notes and standing.

My lips thin when I enter the lobby and see thatBethany—the woman who’s supposed to be managing the front desk—and my brother are missing.

This shit will need to stop if he’s going to help me run things. The last thing he needs is a sexual harassment charge. Sure, prior to Chloe, I was no saint, but my brother has always been reckless, especially when it comes to women.

I round the front desk and head straight for the small room behind it. I can’t say I’m surprised when I find my brother leaning against the far wall getting a blowjob from the hotel’s receptionist.

“For fuck’s sake, Dante,” I growl, locking eyes with him, trying my best to ignore what is happening below his waist.

Naturally, he doesn’t make a move to stop what’s happening. He just smirks, but thankfully, Bethany has enough sense to remove his cock from her mouth and stand.

“I’m sorry, Mr Mancini,” she says, her face turning as red as the blouse she’s wearing.

“Gather your things,” I reply, my voice surprisingly calm. “You’re fired.”

I close the door and step further into the room as my brother proceeds to tuck his dick back into his pants. “What the fuck was that. I turn my back on you for one second?—”

“Spare me the lecture … I was in hospital for a month.”

“And getting hand jobs from a blonde nurse,” I retort.

“That only happened twice. I’m not sure if someone found out about my sponge baths with a happy ending, but she was quickly replaced by some old chook with a face so stern I’m surprised my dick didn’t shrivel up and die.”

“You need to stay away from my staff.”

“Fine,” he says, holding his hands up defensively. “You did me a favour by coming in here.”

I frown. “How?”

“Did you see how tall she was? She was seated when Iwas chatting to her, but when she stood, I knew I’d made a mistake. She was a fucking giant, like at least seven feet tall. I had to crane my neck to look at her. She told me she had talents. Like what? Being able to change a lightbulb without using a ladder? It’s certainly not orally.” He shudders when he speaks, and I bark out a laugh.

“She’s six foot three at best.”

“I’m six foot three.”

“She was wearing heels.”

“When we got back here, I told her to get on her knees, but I knew that wasn’t going to work when she complied, and her face was almost chest level. She ended up having to sit cross-legged on the floor to accommodate me. And when I shoved my cock down her throat, she started wheezing through her nose like some kind of asthmatic Big Bird. It was a total turn-off.”

“That will teach you to stick your dick in my employee’s mouth. Now I need to hire someone new to operate the front desk.”

“Can I interview them?”

“Hell fucking no.”

“Damn, you are no fun.”

Chapter 34

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