Page 37 of Filthy Business
Then came the weekend she vanished to see her mother in Norwich. I was beside myself, tracking her little dot on our shared location like a madman.
She wasn’t pregnant yet.
But it had only been two weeks since she left my apartment.
No. This wasn’t working for me.
I needed her locked down.
Tonight.
For life.
I messaged Nick to bring the car around. It was time to make things official. Work could wait. It wasn't going anywhere, and if I played my cards right, neither was Iris.
???
I knocked on her door and waited.
Flowers, wine, assorted gifts and a 5.75 carat yellow diamond engagement ring.
There was no answer. I frowned, and checked my phone before I pondered using the spare key I had.
Iris:The legal team invited me out for dinner and drinks tonight. I will be home between 10-11.
I missed our lunch due to a meeting across the city, but I should've checked my phone. There were two unmarried men in the legal team.
Fuck.
Younger men.
Fuck.
I messaged Benedict to see if he wanted to join me for drinks.
Benedict:Since it’s Friday, I can grace you with my delightful presence. Where are you taking me?
I shook my head and checked her location before sending it to him.
Benedict:Oooh. You're taking me out for dinner too? I hope you don't expect anything in return. I’m not contractually obligated to.
Me:I hope your third wife rinses you out until your balls are like tiny dried-up raisins.
Benedict:Don't insult my future wife and hurry up. I’m leaving in ten.
I opened the door to Iris’s apartment, left the flowers in a vase on her kitchen counter, the gifts on the table, then locked up and headed to my car.
The ring stayed with me because I was determined to get it on her finger tonight. On the way to the restaurant, I messaged Warren—he had twenty hours to get Leona’s lawyer to accept the current offer before I pulled it.
Fuck my life.
They had left the restaurant and gone to a pub.
I messaged the new location to Benedict.
Benedict:Cheap bastard skipping out on dinner. Just so you know, you can't take advantage of me. I can hold my liquor.
Me:You cock-sucker. You're as rich as I am.
