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My response was a little sarcastic, but I was trying to make a point to kindly show him I wasn’t interested. Even if it wasn’t actually working because his gaze showed he was not impressed.
“I think there is a better solution.”
Pinching the bridge of my nose to hide my eye roll, I sighed. “What would that be?”
“Take her back. You take my daughter back, marry her, and make her happy…. I will forget the contract, and we will be fine.”
This man had lost his mind if he thought I was actually going to agree to something like that. I wasn’t going to let anyone sit there and tell me that these were my only two options, and I had to pick which I wanted to go with. That wasn’t how life worked.
“Unfortunately, I am going to have to decline that offer for two reasons.”
“What is that?” he snapped with irritation. “What reasons would you give for being disrespectful to me?”
“Well, one, I’m not being disrespectful. I am being honest with you because I appreciate you and everything you have done for me. Two, your daughter isn’t interested in me; she wants my money. I’m not stupid, and I won’t fall for her shit. Also, I know as soon as I marry her, you will try to move in on my company, and I won’t allow that to happen.”
“You accuse me—” he yelled, standing in front of me.
However, I was quick and stood up as well. I stared at him. “Sit down, Sergie.”
There it was…. I ordered him to do something. and by the look on his face, no one had ever done such a thing before. I knew how to get him, though. At the end of the day, he needed my company to ship his things overseas.
No other company would do business with him, and if he wanted to keep doing what he did, he had no choice but to fall in line as other companies did. It was something he wasn’t happy about because I essentially had him by the balls.
“You are treading a very dangerous line right now, James. It would be in your best interest to be careful with what you plan to say next.”
His warning didn’t fall on deaf ears. I was well aware if I wasn’t careful, he could have my head on a platter before I left the office. However, I had a plan.
For weeks, I had spent time researching everything about him I didn’t know and all his businesses. Money wasn’t bad for him, but he had people breathing down his neck, and one wrong move could cost the man his empire.
“I have another suggestion for you. I know of a few places that would be able to help you with the financial situation you are currently in. They need help, and you need help, so it’s a win-win situation.”
Opening my desk drawer, I pulled out an envelope of information I had put together for him and slid it across my desk. He was hesitant at first, but rather quickly, he accepted and stared at me.
“You think you can buy my peace with information?”
“No, I think we can come to an agreement because we both know bad blood between each other wouldn’t be good for anyone. Especially for business.” I gave him a pointed look that made him nod.
“You are right, but I don’t like my daughter being upset.”
Again with the daughter. Shaking my head, I let out a sigh. “I apologize, but perhaps she can be used in marriage to another man whose business can benefit you?”
It wasn’t unheard of for crime lords to marry off their daughters or sons to benefit the business. It was simply called a strategic movement. Something I would never consider for my own daughter.
I actually found it barbaric.
“Very well,” Sergie said, standing up again.
“It’s been a pleasure seeing you again, Sergie.” I walked around my desk to help him to the door. “I do hope next time our conversation will be on much better terms.”
Stopping at the now open door, he looked at me with a smile and nodded.
“Yes, I do hope so. I will say, I am glad to know the young woman you went to dinner with last night isn’t actually dating you. She is a prize to be won for sure…. I wonder if she is seeing someone. Perhaps she has time for an old man like me?”
My blood ran cold at his words, and it must have shown on my face. Laughter escaped him as he continued walking down the hall from my office, and it took me a moment to get myself back together.
Katrine had told her father about Becca?
Fear wasn’t something I was often accustomed to, but if Sergie had taken a liking to her, there was no telling what could happen in the future. I was going to have to learn to keep her close and pray that it was simply a joke that he had made.
Otherwise, Becca may be in danger because of my dismissal of Katrine.
Becca.
From the time I woke up that morning, Tally had been blowing up my phone. I wasn’t sure what she wanted, but at half-past eight, I finally rolled over to answer it.
“Hello?” I groaned into the phone, running my hand over my face.
“Hey! It’s about time you answered your phone. What have you been doing?” she asked with annoyance in her tone.
“Uh–sleeping. Like normal people, Tally. What the hell are you even up this early for?”
There was laughter on the other end of the line, and it was obvious she had been drinking. “What’s early? I haven’t even gone to bed yet.”
“Of course, you haven’t, Tally.”
I heard her scoff on the other end of the line. “Don’t be such a snob,” she snapped.
“That’s the pot calling the kettle black. Now, what do you want?”
There was silence for a moment before I heard whispering, “Well–”
“Well, what? And what are you doing?” I was curious about her current situation.
I didn’t honestly care what she was doing, but all the commotion going on in the background made me wonder what kind of shit her crappy mother had gotten her into.
“Oh, you know… just having fun with my mom and some other people. You know you should try it sometime. Fun, that is–”
Tally carried on rambling about how great everything was with her mom. During this time, I took the opportunity to put her on speaker and lay down my phone while I worked on getting ready.
“Becca? Are you even listening to me?” Tally asked repeatedly over the phone while I was brushing my teeth.
“Yes, Tally. I’m trying to get dressed.”
“Why? Where are you going? Do you have a date or something?”
Laughter escaped my lips at her comment. It was 8:00 am! And since when did she care what I was doing, and why was it that she sounded jealous of me? “I’m sorry…. What?”
“I asked if you had a date or something,” she snapped again.