Page 39 of The Boss's Temptation

Micheal

“Everything okay, boss?”

I blink. I look up from the scotch in my hand. Dominic is sitting across the desk from me. We’ve just sat down to talk about his territory settlement plan. Well, either we just sat down, or we’ve been sitting for an hour. I’m honestly numb.

I’m back in my usual suit. I’m in my office, talking to one of my men. I’m trying to pretend everything is normal. But it’s not. I’m honestly not sure what could possibly be normal after what just happened.

I let my guard down. That’s what happened. I ignored the warning voices. I decided I could be happy for once. And look where it’s gotten me.

I clear my throat. “Sorry,” I grunt. “Long day.”

Dominic nods. “No problem. We can do this later if you want.”

“No, it looks good, Dom.” It does, too. I haven’t really been paying too close attention to what he’s been saying. But the parts I’ve heard sound solid. “Good initiative.”

He grins. “Thanks, Mr. Genovese.” Dominic clears his throat. “Sir, there’s another thing I thought you might want to know about.”

“Oh?”

He frowns. He looks slightly uncomfortable.

“What is it?”

“It’s… delicate, sir.”

My brow creases. “How delicate?”

“Well, with you and Mrs. Genovese being married now…”

I smile to myself. Mrs. Genovese. I’ve never thought of Katrina as the “missus” yet. But the thought sours. I shake it away with a frown.

“What’s this about, Dom?”

“Sir, a few weeks ago when Sasha Korolyov pulled that shit, Vincent asked me to start monitoring Anton’s crew a little closer.”

“And you did?”

He nods. “Yeah. Put some tails on a few of his upper guys. I, uh…” he clears his throat, looking guilty.

“Dom, whatever it is, I’m going to be fine with it. Trust me.”

He nods. “Vincent and I both had got some sketchy vibes from Anton’s advisor.”

My attention pricks up. “Pavel?”

“Yeah, him.” Dominic frowns. “Mr. Genovese…”

There’s a sharp knock at my office door. I hold a finger up to Dom. “Yes?”

“Sir?” It’s Harry, my butler.

“Come on in, Harry.”

The door opens and the older man pokes his head in. “My apologies, Mr. Genovese. But we’ve just received a package for Mrs. Genovese.”

I frown. “Um, okay?”

“It’s rather large, sir.”

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