Page 108 of The Enforcer

“Then Davit will be placed in charge of all American operations,” Havros answered for him.

Davit smiled. “You are very intelligent men. I know you’ll do what’s right.”

What was right was obtaining justice and peace for my family.

I accepted the envelope, not bothering to look inside.

But if he was part of the acts of deception, my father would necessitate his death.

Even at the risk of starting a war on our home turf.

CHAPTER 28

Valencia

After an afternoon of shopping, we’d had a late lunch at a small yet incredible café with wine and dessert. I felt like a princess. We’d walked the flower-lined streets, moving down several sets of stone stairs. I’d had several sights of the ocean, the breeze providing a perfect backdrop of incredible scents.

The quaint shops were scrunched together, vibrant awnings providing extra shade from the sun. The day was gorgeous, the late afternoon adding a luminous hue on the crowded streets.

“You’re wearing jeans and a tee shirt.” I was still shocked he’d chosen a form-fitting tee shirt with the sexiest pair of jeans I’d ever seen on a man. Or rather, he made the dense material look sensual with his rounded butt and the thickness of his muscular legs.

Let alone the huge bulge between his legs I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off.

He laughed as he guided me down the sidewalk, his hand never leaving the small of my back. While some might think he was steering me clear of the crowded streets, I knew the move was completely possessive.

“I’ll let you in on a little secret,” he told me as he stopped in front of a jewelry store. “I prefer dressing this way. Until a couple years ago, you’d never catch me in a monkey suit except for weddings, funerals, and certain business meetings.”

“What made you change your daily attire?” I turned toward him, no longer surprised that I enjoyed the time we spent together. He’d insisted we go out the moment he’d returned from his business meeting. Up to this point, there’d been no further discussion of how I might be of assistance.

It was coming.

He simply wanted me to consider him a regular guy.

“Let’s just say family obligations.”

“Well, if it means anything to you, I like you much better this way. You seem more approachable. Likeable. I know what you’re going to say. You’re not in a popularity contest. I get it. However, as the old saying goes: Beware the man in a room in a tee shirt.”

“Hmmm… I like that. I think I’ll use it.”

“Most of the wealthiest men do. They become anonymous in a sea of sharks.”

He laughed again and it was good just to enjoy being together. “Come on, angel. I have something for you.” The moment he reached for the door to the store, I pressed my hand against his chest.

“In here?”

“These are old friends of my father’s. They are good people.” He pushed me inside as I kept looking back at him.

As soon as an older man noticed we’d entered, he moved from behind the counter, jerking Christos into a bear hug.

“Éna ypérocho théama gia ta mátia aftoú tou gérou.” The man’s voice was gruff as if from years of smoking. While I had no idea what he’d said, when Christos pulled away from the embrace, he was smiling.

“He said I was a wonderful sight for this old man’s eyes. I’m sorry I haven’t taken the time to visit. We’ve been very busy. Konstantinos, this is Dr. Valencia Laurant.”

“Ah, yes. I’ve heard all about you, dear. I spoke to your father just this morning. He’s doing well?”

“Much better because of Valencia.”

“Then she is welcome in my store any time. I know what you’ve come for and I have it right here.” He returned behind the counter, shoving his way past a curtain used for a door into a back room.

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