“Emilee?”
“Yep.”
“Wait … Do you know what time it is?” She yawns. Obviously, I woke her up.
“Doesn’t matter.”
“You okay? Do I need to come get you?” she asks in a rush, sounding more awake. She knew I had a job last night. “Your date …”
“No. I’m at Kingdom, and I’m fine.”
“At Kingdom? Why would you …” She trails off, and I hope she’s figured it out because I’m not sure I can say it out loud. “Did you stay with Titan last night?”
I fall to my side and bury my head into the sheets. They smell like sex. “Yeah,” I mumble.
She laughs. “How was it?”
Rolling onto my back, I stare up at the ceiling. “Amazing.”
“You’ve gotta tell me all about it. How about I meet you at the buffet there in thirty?” She yawns. “I need some breakfast.”
“Okay,” I say but pause. “Call Haven and see if she wants to join us.” It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. And Jasmine hasn’t mentioned her once.
She’s silent for a moment. “When was the last time you spoke to her?”
“I don’t know.” I try to add the months in my head. “Maybe four months ago. Why?”
“Well … she’s married.”
TITAN
I sit atmy desk, my cell in one hand and a pen in the other. My door opens and when my eyes meet a set of dark green ones, I inwardly sigh.
“Let me call you back,” I say to Luca on the other end.
“I’ll see you in a few. I’m about to head that way.”
Click.
I set my cell on my desk, then cross my arms over my chest. “Mr. Bates. What can I do for you today?”
He’s dressed in one of his Armani suits ready to mow over anyone who gets in his way of ruling the world. Starting his day with me. “Fire her,” he demands, coming up to my desk.
I lean back in my seat, getting comfortable. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The fuck you do!” he seethes, pointing his finger at me. “You hired my daughter as a fucking Queen.”
“I can’t disclose that information.”
“Cut the shit, Titan.” He slaps my desk. “I saw her pictures. And in one of them, she was wearing fucking lingerie!”
My door opens, and Bones enters, shutting it behind him. “I was walking by and thought I’d check to see if you needed some assistance.”
I stand from my chair. “I’m good.”
Bones looks from me to Mr. Bates. They have history. Not a good one. He wants to stay but reluctantly exits.
“I will not allow her …”
