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Quinn later said he didn’t want our fathers to have anything to do with his business. Uncle Anson planned to launder money through the restaurant for the family business, The Carter Crime Family. Quinn found another financial backer for Quinn’s Southern Cuisine. Life went well for him for some time. Then, out of nowhere, Quinn went behind my back and made a deal with my ex-boyfriend Duke.
A knock on the door pulled me back from my thoughts.
“Come in,” I yelled.
“Hello.” A woman with skin the color of gingerbread pushed a rack of clothes toward the middle of the spacious room. Beautiful honey blond box braids hung down to her ass. She was built like Serena Williams. And gorgeous like Eva Marcille Sterling from Real Housewives of Atlanta.
“My name is Bonnie. Here are the clothes the boss purchased for you.”
I cautiously approached. “My name is Kennedy. Does your boss buy all his prisoners' dresses off the runway?” My fingers combed over the soft fabric. There were cocktail dresses, blouses, causal dresses, jeans, and so much more. Boxes of shoes sat on the bottom shelf of the rack. “UGGs,” I shrieked.
“I haven’t had new UGGs in years. Why would he buy clothes for me?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know what the boss has planned. He’s never brought a woman to his house.”
“I agreed to be his captive. It was the only way I could keep someone special alive. I can’t come and go as I please. He’s exiled me to this wing of the mansion. If he thinks I’m wearing cocktail dresses to lie around in, he’s mistaken.”
Bonnie chuckled. “You are to wear one of the cocktail dresses to dinner at five thirty this evening. Saro will escort you to the dining room.”
My arms crossed my chest, and I tapped my fingers on my arm. “Is that so?”
I’m not having dinner with him.
I agreed to go with Franco to keep Quinn safe.
“Yes,” she responded.
“What do you do for Franco DeLuca?” I asked.
“Many things.” Bonnie stood tall in her gray tailored pants suit.
“Have you ever dated Mr. DeLuca?”
Did I catch a hint of jealousy in my tone? I was just being nosy.
“No. He’s my friend and employer.”
I nodded. “I’m in the middle of a college semester. I’ll need a laptop to communicate with my professors.”
She smiled. “You’ll have to talk to the boss.”
“Ok. Thank you.”
Bonnie strolled toward the door. “Oh, Kennedy?”
I glanced at her. “Yes?”
“Whatever you do, don’t anger the boss.”
Laughter poured from my throat. “Too late for that. We don’t get along.”
Bonnie’s brows lowered as her gaze move to the rack of clothes. “On the other hand, keep doing what you’re doing.”
She exited the room. I heard the lock turn from the outside.
I couldn’t believe I agreed to be held captive. Well, I’d keep myself entertained. “Hmm, let’s see what I could get the staff to bring to my room,” I muttered.
I dialed 0.
