Page 44 of Nova

When her eyes move up his body, she sees and shakes his outstretched hand.

“Nice to meet you.” I can see the millions of questions running through her head.

“Chruch!” King calls out, and a few members move into the library, and we follow.

“You have a church in here?” Simone asks me as discreetly as she can.

Which, of course, is loud enough for all the officers in the room to hear.

“You married a woman with no knowledge of how a club works?” Aunt Dorian looks Simone up and down with a curious grin on her face.

That is never a good thing.

“Alright, sis, leave her alone,” King calls over.

“Tobby’s gone have a field day with this.” Dorian sits down and plops her combat boots on the table, crossing her arms over her chest.

I take my seat and drag Simone onto my lap. Immediately, everyone in the room started banging their fists on the table and chanting my name.

“I’ll explain later.” I soothe Simone when she jumps in shock.

“You fucking better.” Her little growl makes Abel laugh next to us.

“Cannibal, what you got?” King gives my Uncle the floor.

“That technical hiccup you had at the club,” I sit up straighter, making Simone grab onto the table for extra support.

She glares at me, and I wink.

“Sorry Dove. What about it, Cannibal?” I pat her leg but hear her grumble under her breath about “stupid nicknames.”

“I found the source. Does the name Tyler Reid ring any bells?” Abel’s eyes go from mine to Simone’s.

“You have got to be fucking kidding,” Simone’s response draws narrowed eyes, and a few chuckles.

“How and why would he want to fuck with my business?” We aren’t in competing business, so it makes no fucking sense.

“Simone dear, best not to use Mommy’s credit account to pay for your escorts.” She didn’t.

I turn to my wife, who is blushing something fierce.

“It’s my card. She just has access to the account details.” She sounds and looks like a petulant child.

“Needless to say, she’s the connection I found. She forwarded the information via email to Tyler, who hired a hacker I’ve been watching to fuck with your system.

“Wait, that happened before Simone and I even spoke.” Abel doesn’t lose his grin.

“Simone set up an online account hours before and browsed the website for approximately three hours before calling you. She had to provide the card details to verify her identity.” Abel likes my wife’s discomfort entirely way too much.

“Dove?” She has her face covered.

“I didn’t look the whole time. I just forgot to close the browser.” I grin and kiss her forehead.

“I’ve taken care of the hacker.” Abel sounds very proud of himself, which makes me lift a brow.

“Explain taken care of,” King growls at his VP.

“As in, I hired him.” Oh boy.

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