Also by Tressie Lockwood

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The Sartoris

Accepting His Name

Raising His Baby

Reaching His Heart

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Standalone

Involuntary Daddy

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For Hotter Works Try:

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The Marquette Family Series

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Creed

Damen

Stefan

Duke

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Chapter 1

“Mr. Ezio, sir. It’s Mr. Cason.”

Ezio didn’t bother looking up from his paperwork. “I assume it’s important since I asked you not to disturb me, Kelli. And if it’s just about another one of his stupid stunts, I’m not interested. My brother can pull his own rear out of this one.”

“Sir,” she repeated, and he heard anxiety in her tone. His staff often displayed anxiety when dealing with him. He was used to it, but Kelli was made of sterner stuff, which was why he had hired her as his secretary.

Ezio set his pen down and looked up. Kelli was one of those mousy women who had a hard time tanning. She was twenty years his senior and not the least bit attractive. That was another reason he took her on, because she wouldn’t draw Cason’s attentions. Right now, she appeared paler than usual, and she clutched her hands together until her knuckles were white.

He steeled himself for the news that Cason had gotten some woman pregnant and she was demanding a fortune to go away. “What is it?”

“Mr. Cason has been in an accident, sir. He’s—”

Ezio scraped his chair back and stood. He felt a little unsteady with the news. Cason drove a McLaren P1, and he loved to push the vehicle to its limits in speed. His youngest brother had always been reckless, and he never took anything too seriously. Ezio knew it would catch up to him at some point.

“How serious?” he demanded.