Page 8 of Money Reigns
Idon’t know what I expected when I stepped into this building.
But it wasn’tthis.
The Beaumont brothers are nothing like I imagined. I assumed I’d be meeting with an assistant today, not Wesley Beaumont himself. My pulse stutters. Surely he doesn’t remember me… not after all these years.
He looks… different.
Wesley is striking, all clean-shaven charm and a sharp suit, his blue eyes bright and welcoming. I study his face for any sign of recognition. Nothing. Just professional warmth.
His handshake is firm but polite, like he’s careful not to squeeze too hard. A gentleman.
The other two?
Differentstory.
One is lounging, shirt untucked, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes, a touch darker than Wesley’s and there’s a roguishness to him, a casual energy that saystroublemaker.
And then there’s him.
The eldest Beaumont.
I’ve read about him. Everyone has.
New buildings. Renovations.
He’s always in the media, for something.
If it’s not business, it’s galas.
Auctions.
A different woman on his arm each time.
He’s not lounging.
He’s not smiling.
He’swatching.
Dark hair, sharp jawline, eyes the color of ice; and just as merciless. His suit fits him too well, broad shoulders filling it out in a way that makes the air in the room feel smaller. He doesn’t just look at me. He pins me down with it. His hand is on the table, fingers drumming slightly, slow, rhythmic, like a ticking bomb only he can hear.
There’s tension in his body, a controlled stillness. And his gaze?
It’s heavy.
Like he’s waiting for me tonoticethat he’s noticing me.
I shake Wesley’s hand, then pull back quickly, willing myself to focus.
“Thank you for taking the time to meet with me,” I say, keeping my voice steady.
“Of course,” Wesley says, his hand going to my shoulder as he turns me toward the door. “Let’s take this to my main floor.”
His eyes flick toward his brothers, but I don’t turn to see their reactions. I don’t need to.
The weight of Warren’s stare drags down my spine, heavy and invasive the whole way out.
Wesley takes me to the elevator and up to the next floor, he talks about his new project and his day to day schedule, what he expects and what he wants.
