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SONG, TILL DEATH DO US PART, ROSENFELD.
Tugging on the sleeve of my Armani pulls it down to just cover my diamond cufflinks. I haven’t pulled these out for a while, not since one of the strippers tried to steal them a few months ago.
Without the cheese, there aren’t as many mice.
“What happens if she backs out, boss?” Marco slides his sunglasses over his forehead to perch them on the top of his head.
This little chapel is dark compared to the Nevada sun scorching us outside.
“She won’t. She had my favorite look in her eyes.” I try to sound confident, but there’s a touch of nerves in my stomach. Why? I have no idea.
“Huh. What look is that?” He stretches himself out on a neon pink pew and crosses his leg.
My phone vibrates in the pocket of my jacket. For a moment, I have a flash of fear that it might be her.
“Desperation.” I answer without looking up from the screen.
Dad’s serious photo is the background as he calls.
“Hi.” I already know why he’s calling. I need to make a mental note to smack Mikhail the next time I see him.
“Son. I heard today is a big day. I’m a little disappointed I wasn’t invited.” His deep familiar voice has a tinge of hurt behind his words.
“Don’t be. This is just a business arrangement. I’ll be sure to let you know whenever I do it for real.” The anger at him for replacing Mom wars with my need to want to include him.
He’s always put us first even after she died, and drove us to be the men we are.
Doesn’t mean I can’t be pissed at him for landing some girl younger than me.
But, it makes me want to be him when I’m his age.
“Well, be that as it may, congratulations, Roman. I hope you find happiness from this deal, then.”
Can I find it? What would it be like to be with the same woman forever? To have her just be mine?
It makes my cock twitch.
No, that isn’t for me. I’m made for the buffet. It’s why I need more clubs, so I can have more dancers to do with as I please.
Although, having one that knows exactly what I want, does have its appeal.
“Thanks, dad. I appreciate the call. I’ll get back to you tonight with the breakdown on the last shipment.” Peeling back my sleeve, I check my Rolex.
She’s almost five minutes late. And, she strikes me as the punctual type.
“Don’t worry about it today. Enjoy your honeymoon. Well, with, or without, your bride.” He’s still chuckling as he hangs up.
The air moves as the door to the chapel is flung open.
Nadia rushes in, red faced and with a glisten of sweat along her forehead.
She almost looks freshly fucked.
Except she still walks like she has that stick up her ass.
One night with me, and I’d have her crawling.
Damn. The thought of having her on her knees makes me hard.
