Page 8 of Ruthless Billionaire Daddy

“I don’t like any of these. Start over and give me a new set by eight a.m.”

She opened her mouth to protest as I tossed the papers across the desk to her, but my cell phone rang. I put my finger up to silence her. It was Lucy. For her birthday, Dominic and Emily had decided to get her a cell phone, which was heavily monitored. Even though she’d call at the most random times, I always made sure to answer just in case it was an emergency.

I leaned back in my chair, my gaze on Delilah.

“Hey, princess, how are you?”

“I’m just calling to ask if you’ll be at dinner tonight,” Lucy said.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“Can you please bring me some chocolates?” she begged. “My friends loved the last set you bought, and they asked if they could get some more.”

“Of course, I could get you chocolates, anything for you.” I smiled warmly.

Delilah twitched uncomfortably under my gaze.

“Thanks!” Lucy squealed excitedly. “See you tonight. Bye. I love you.”

“I love you too, Lucy, bye.”

I tucked the phone back in my pocket, Delilah’s expression unreadable.

“Like I said. Get me new designs by eight a.m.”

She nodded and exited the office.

Later that night, I was sitting in Dominic’s living room, sipping on bourbon with my brothers after dinner, trying to take the edge of today off. Mrs. Kensington, Dominic’s housekeeper, had already left for the night and Dominic and Emily were upstairs getting the girls ready for bed.

“Seb, how’s the planning coming along for the club’s opening? Found an event planner yet?” Nathaniel asked as he sipped his drink, looking over his black framed glasses.

“Yup, Delilah.” I glanced around the room at my brother. “You guys remember her, right? Dean’s younger sister?”

My brothers shared a look.

“Chubby girl with pigtails that followed the both of you wherever you went? We remember,” Leonardo chuckled, humor in his blue eyes.

The armchair he sat in looked almost too small for his hulk-like frame. At thirty-four, he held an impressive track record in criminal defense cases and also ran a successful law firm.

“We figured by now, that both of you would’ve been married with at least half a dozen children. There was no way she was following you guys because she loved her brother so much,” Vincent grinned mischievously.

Vincent was the face of Quantum Edge Technologies, the company founded by Dominic, which paved the way for the rest of us to thrive. With his dark, thick wavy hair, deep blue eyes,long lashes, slightly chiseled jawline and athletic build, Vincent was the playboy in the family, and the most handsome of the Quantum men. If we ever admitted that to his face, he’d never let us live it down. Despite his playboy personality, like Dominic, he often donated to orphanages and children’s hospitals.

“Remember that one time she followed them to Sarah Wittle’s thirteenth birthday party and caught him kissing Sarah in the basement?” Nathaniel said amused, interrupting my thoughts.

I shook my head at the embarrassing memory. “Yeah, the party was over before my lips dried. And I got grounded for a month with a warning from Dad to stay the hell away from Sarah.”

Sarah was the first of many females to come and go in my life, each scratching a desired itch. None of them left a mark deep enough to steer me towards commitment.

“But on a serious note, please, don’t treat Delilah like your last event planner. I’m sure after dealing with your controlling ways she had to get therapy,” Axel, the baby genius of the family, snickered. His company specializes in smart buildings with top-of-the-line automation and energy efficiency.

“Who hangs paper wedding bells and streamers at the grand opening of a lounge? She was tacky.” I lifted an eyebrow at Axel. “And weren’t you the one who recommended her?”

Axel smirked and shrugged.

“Yeah, after he fucked out the brains of her sister. I wouldn’t doubt it if he had promised to get her the gig mid-stroke.” Vincent put Axel in a playful headlock and tousled his hair before letting him go.

“Even though the girls and my wife are asleep doesn’t mean you can use those words in my house,” Dominic drawledas he entered the room. He poured himself a drink and sat next to Vincent.

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