Page 171 of Savage Reign

He nodded and stepped inside. I led him to the office.

He looked at my brothers, then at Robert.

“So you’re serious about this?” Gregory asked.

“Yes,” Maverick answered. “Why don’t you take a seat, and we can go over the details? I’ll pour you a drink.”

Gregory sat down next to Robert. “This is… surprising.”

“Oh yeah,” I said, sitting in the recliner facing them. “We are always full of surprises.”

Gregory looked at me, holding my eyes for about five seconds before looking away. “I have the original documents signed by Gunnar Rhinelander that states Ms. Hayes is set to receive his fortune on her twenty-fifth birthday. But if she signs a marriage certificate before that, the fortune will automatically be bestowed on her husband.”

It came as a surprise that Gregory was the mysterious lawyer Gunnar had hired to represent him and Mila. He kept his identity hidden, but the clues had been there all along. It helped that Maverick always does extensive background checks on all of our associates, and there was something about Gregory’s that threw Maverick off.

It wasn’t until Gregory saved Mila from being taken by Sebastian at the club’s opening that Maverick finally guessed it.

He took in the three of us as if he wasn’t sure who was going to marry Mila. I wasn’t about to help him out. I was enjoying this too much.

Maverick shot me a look. “Me. She’ll be married to me.”

Gregory nodded.

Robert spoke up then. “We have been looking for the owner of Stocken Isle. And now that you’re set to take it, why are you…?”

He shook his head as if unable to put it into words.

“We would still be in control of it.”

“Until the baby turns twenty-five?” Robert asked.

Maverick shrugged. “Yes.”

“I still think this is a mistake,” Robert muttered. I shared a look with Killian. His face reflected my own thoughts. The fucker was lucky he had been working with us for a long time, and he was actually one of the few men we trusted. It helped that he was Rachel’s son. But being Rachel’s son didn’t allow him a free pass to everything.

“It doesn’t matter what you think,” I said. “What matters is that you do as we ask.”

The man looked at me with his mouth gaping open. I raised one eyebrow, daring him to say anything that might test my patience. I might have better control over my patience than Killian, but I wasn’t like Maverick. It wouldn’t take much to push me over the edge.

“Shall we get started?” Maverick asked, diverting the attention back to him.

“I still think you shouldn’t do this.”

“It has been noted,” Killian said, the usual scowl on his face.

Robert blanched and nodded, looking away from us and pulling out the legal documents we had him set up.

It took a few hours to work out all the details, but by the end, I’d say we all left feeling satisfied with ourselves.

34

MILA

There was no long engagement.

Not that I had expected there to be.

We were only a few weeks away from my birthday.

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