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“What do I do?” I demanded. “I need her back.”

“You love her?”

Stopping, I scowled down at him. “You know I do.”

“Tell her, show her, woo the fuck outta her in ways you’ve never done.”

Growling under my breath, I said, “I’m not sure that’ll be enough.” I dropped my head. Words wouldn’t be enough; she needed to see. My head lifted.

“You have an idea?”

“I do.”

“Are you going to bloody tell me?”

Looking at him, I asked, “How would you like to take over the business?”

His head jerked back. “The women?”

I nodded. “The women. It’s time I put it aside. It was never going to be for me in the long run, not with Izzy being around. I’d like to make the move from it.”

“Are you sure?”

I scoffed. “Link, you practically run the show anyway.”

“I do. But can you stay away from it all?”

I stared at him. “For Violet, I can do anything.”

He whistled. “Holy fuck, you actually do love her.”

Rolling my eyes, I ignored him. “Call my lawyers in the morning, set up the contract. I’ll be signing it over to you. Be sure to let all the clients and girls know.”

“If the girls want to see you?”

“I don’t give a fuck what they want. What happened tonight shouldn’t have happened. They either accept you as their boss, or they go elsewhere. Make sure they know I’m not to be contacted about the changes either.”

He grinned. “I will.”

“Good. Right, I have a lot of kissing arse to do.”

“Lucky it’s a nice arse to kiss.” When I snarled, his hands shot up. Laughing he said, “All yours, mate. All yours.”

“Yes, she is.”

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