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But I didn’t. I couldn’t force the words out.

You’re doomed.

But thankfully, I was saved by a beeping sound that had him frowning as he reached into his pocket.

He glanced down at his phone, answering and bringing it up to his ear in a swift movement.

“What is it?”

I couldn’t hear what was happening on the other end of the line, but whatever it was, it couldn’t have been good. Because his expression instantly turned murderous.

6

DONOVAN

Istepped away from Georgia, still aware of her eyes behind me as I turned to say, “Repeat what you just said.”

I’d heard it clearly the first time, but I wanted to hear it again to give the rage rising inside me some time to settle.

“I said Lupin came to my office,” Harold repeated. Harold was the Dresden Inc. accountant and an old family friend. He was the one who ultimately told me about my father’s little deal, which my father told him not to disclose until after his death. While I was initially angry that Harold kept the secret for the five years that we’d been working together, I understood he did it out of loyalty.

It was one of the reasons I trusted him to continue to keep this secret no matter what.

“He was asking all sorts of questions about the company dealings and everything to do with your father,” Harold said. “And then he offered me an obscene amount of money to hand over sensitive company information. I said no, of course.” Harold sniffed like he was offended by the very thought. “But mostly, I was concerned by how much he knew.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that he knew…stuff. Stuff that would have been difficult to surmise out of the blue or just pull out of his ass. Not enough to get anywhere close to what’s actually going on but…still. He knew too much.”

“Of course he did, nosy bastard,” I muttered under my breath, walking even farther away so Georgia couldn’t hear. I could picture Lupin now, his smarmy calculating gaze trying to figure out everything he could as soon as possible. That man was starting to become more than just a pain in the ass.

“What are we going to do?” Harold asked.

“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “But I’ll figure something out.” I hung up, annoyance still prickling through me. Still, my mind was already calculating its way out of the current problem.

Lupin was sniffing around; that much was a given. Confronting him directly would only make him even more determined that I was hiding something, and he wouldn’t rest until he found out what it was. I needed to find a way to throw him off my scent completely, to make him feel dumb for even thinking up such an idea in the first place.

I heard footsteps, and I turned around just as Georgia was coming up behind me.

“Is everything okay?” Her face showed genuine concern, and she chewed her lips as she usually did whenever she was feeling guilty about something.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow.

She glanced down at the phone in my hand, and the guilty look intensified. “Was that…your girlfriend?”

Girlfriend?I tried to run my mind through whoever she could be thinking about but drew a blank. That was until I remembered she arrived in my office the other day around the same time Sasha left.

Perhaps Sasha informed her of our relationship.

Hmm. Sasha didn’t usually get territorial, but it was easy to see why she might when she got a good look at Georgia standing in the waiting room. Georgia was exactly the type of woman other women should fear—soft, sexy in an understated way, and with curves in all the right damn places.

Curves I wanted to sink my teeth into.

Shit, I couldn’t believe we’d been interrupted again. I’d been so close to finally getting my hands on her, only for fucking Lupin to go and start something with me.

As if there wasn’t enough reason to hate the guy.

“It was her, wasn’t it?”

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