Page 68 of Corruption

“I’ll use the shower downstairs,” I say as I stand and pull the toy from my pussy.

“Why can’t we all just use the one in here?” Kiya asks.

Alik laughs and says, “Nice try, Kitten. But we’re old enough to know not to fall for that trap.”

“Sometimes,” I add. “Now go take a shower in your own room.”

Kiya rolls her eyes and saunters naked out the bedroom to her room down the hall.

“She’s certainly a handful,” I say to Alik once she’s gone.

“All the more fun to break when we get her to the playroom,” Alik replies.

He’s right, but that’s something to fantasize about doing and then actually do at another time.

After I’m cleaned and dressed, I head out to Vaughn’s to meet with the accountant and lawyers to start finalizing our financials to file our taxes this month. It’s a headache-inducing enough process to deal with as it is, but even more so because I have to do it with Vaughn in his home, something I generally try to avoid. But the sooner I get this over with, the sooner I don’t have to deal with him for a while.

I let myself in the house as I always do and go to the man’s office to greet him, only out of respect for the position in the family that he holds rather than any personal regard for him. He’s not there. However, Isaak is. I start to make my presence known until I notice he’s carefully ruffling through files in his father’s things. Particularly in a hidden safe that I wouldn’t have known was there if not for seeing him rifling through it.

Isaak pauses, clearly realizing that someone else is in the room, and jumps when he sees me.

“Auntie,” he says, slamming the safe shut.

“Isaak,” I say. “What are you doing, my love?”

He lies without missing a beat. “My dad took a device I need for my gaming setup because he says I need to focus more on my studies.” Isaak rolls his eyes here. “I had to wait long enough for him to forget he took it from me and then wait for the right guard to be on watch of the cameras so they wouldn’t report me to him.”

“Oh? And what’s that?”

Isaak doesn’t even look down at the folder or hesitate. “Some financials we need for the meeting with the accountant and lawyers today. See?” he says, offering it to me.

He doesn’t expect me to take it. He knows very well that I deal with these things as little as possible (which is still too much), and I have no interest in looking at any of it before the lawyer and accountant get here and one more cup of coffee and maybe some wine. If I hadn’t seen him obviously snooping, I would have fallen for it hook, line, and sinker. Not to mention, even if I did suspect him, why would he offer me to look at something he was trying to hide?

Curious as I am about what he’s up to, I decide to let him play whatever game it is that he’s playing to undermine his father and gesture for him to keep his folder.

“As long as what you’re doing won’t harm theBratva, I don’t care what you’re snooping in your father’s shit for,” I say.

Isaak gives me a sheepish smile.

I roll my eyes and reach up to ruffle his dark hair, much to his dismay as he complains about having spent a good portion of the morning getting it just right.

“Where is your father anyway?”

“Probably still with his new girlfriend.”

I stop to look at Isaak. “Girlfriend?”

“Well… not really. But I’ve seen her around, and she slipped in the back disguised as a maid last night before disappearing into Dad’s room. So… maybe a mistress?”

If I felt any inkling of guilt for not honoring Vaughn’s and Kiya’s engagement, I feel nothing about it now. Looks like if—when, because thinking otherwise is just wishful thinking—those two get to a wedding, neither one of them is going to be particularly loyal to the other.

“Perhaps,” I finally reply as we get down to the room where we’ll be meeting the lawyer and the accountant.

Isaak hesitates. Then… “Do you think… Is there any way for Kiya to… to get out of this marriage?”

“Isaak,” I warn.

“Auntie, you know I’d never say this to anyone but you. But… I like Kiya. She’s nice. I don’t want what happened to my mother to happen to her. What almost happened to you?”

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