Page 61 of King of Pride

He lowered the files completely, turning toward Maverick with a confused expression.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m married.”

Maverick said it casually, as though he had just announced that he had bought a new car.

“My wife is waiting for me at home. You can attend the party.”

Lucious stared at him for several seconds before slamming the file onto the seat between them.

His body shifted toward Maverick, shock spreading across his face.

“Married?”

He repeated the word as though it made no sense.

“A wife? When the hell did that happen?”

“Rose.”

A smug smile spread across Maverick’s face.

Lucious froze.

“Rose?”

His eyebrows shot upward.

“Rose Monroe?”

Maverick’s smile widened.

Lucious stared at him in stunned silence for a moment before roughly his hand through his hair.

Then he looked back at Maverick.

“When?”

“The day after my business party.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Lucious’s voice rose in disbelief. “Is that why you had me take that picture of you kissing her that night and send it to her father?”

Maverick remained silent, but his silence was enough to confirm Lucious’s suspicion.

Lucious let out a bark of laughter, shaking his head in disbelief as he settled deeper into his seat. After a moment, he turned his gaze back to Maverick.

“Aren’t you worried she’ll find out about your little tricks and divorce you?”

Maverick dismissed the concern with a cold look.

“She’s my wife now. If she gets upset, I’ll pacify her.”

His expression hardened, the amusement disappearing from his face.

“But after Ivan laid a hand on her, there was no way in hell I was going to let her go back to him.”

Lucious studied him for a moment before a knowing smile appeared.