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I turned to him, my second in command, and stared intently into his eyes. Slowly, the smile vanished from his face.

“Everything all right, Kai?”

“I dunno, Rufus,” I said, stepping towards him. “Is it?”

He looked back at me like I’d lost my mind, so I took another step forward. I had a few inches on him in the height department (and the other department as well, I was sure), and he started to get nervous as I looked down at him. The relief from Gwen’s interview was gone, replaced by a hot, fiery rage that boiled inside of me.

“I know what you did, Rufus.”

My words shook him, but he did his best to play it off.

“Hey, what are you talking about, boss?” he laughed, patting my shoulder again. I slapped his hand away and stepped forward until our chests were touching.

“I know, Rufus,” I growled. “You started that blog site. You put out the rumors about me and that company. You took the photo of me carrying Gwen to the car. It was you the entire time.”

“W—what?” he stammered. “No! Come on, Kai. How could you say that?”

“I had my guy do some digging,” I explained. “He traced the IP address on that blog to your house. You also forgot to remove the exif data from the photo before you uploaded it. It linked to your phone.”

Rufus went as white as a ghost and looked like he was about to collapse. But still, he kept up his act of innocence.

“Why would I do that, Kai?” His voice quivered like a dead leaf blowing in the wind.

“Jealousy mostly,” I replied. “But beyond that—you’re trying to take over the company. You knew that if I was in prison, or surrounded by a scandal, you could get the board to vote you in as the new CEO.”

And there it was; the look on his face that confirmed what I already knew. On top of being a pervert who would have gotten this company into a scandal if I’d let him loose at Goddesses of Ecstasy to get his hands on the girls like he wanted to, Rufus was a traitor. He would have ridden this scandal all the way to the bank and ruined me for his own greedy aspirations. And it was a real shame too, as this was a man I’d once considered a possible friend.

“Kai—”

“You don’t have to say anything, Rufus,” I replied as I thumbed the button beneath my desk. “You can tell it to the authorities.”

The door to my office swung open and FBI men strode into the room. Rufus turned around and the panic set in.

“No! Kai, no! I—it was a mistake! I take it all back!”

“Too late,” Michael, my FBI contact, said as he pulled out the cuffs. “Rufus Spirros, you are under arrest for conspiracy and corporate sabotage.”

“No!” he howled, begging me with his eyes. But it was too late. I let the feds do their thing, nodded to Mike and made my way out of the office. I’d done what I needed to do; rooted out the traitor and taken back my company. Gwen had done her part—the biggest and most crucial—and that was enough for today. Tomorrow we’d begin rebuilding and refocusing. But for now, I had somewhere else to be.

“You were great.”

Gwen was one enormous smile as she threw herself into my arms. I breathed deeply, inhaling her smell, feeling the warmth of her body. We’d done it. Together we’d charged full steam into the battle of a lifetime and conquered it. And, for the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure that I would have been able to do it on my own.

“And Rufus?” she asked.

“In FBI custody as we speak.”

Her kiss interrupted my smile, those warm, plump, juicy lips of hers. My cock stirred in my pants and I quickly glanced around the parking garage.

“You know...it looks like we’re alone.” I ran my eyes up and down the outfit she’d picked out for TV and grinned devilishly at her. “And you are wearing a short skirt.”

“You’re bad,” my little doll mused as I cupped her ass and carried her around the corner of the stairwell. She locked her legs around my waist and started to grind against me. “But you know what else?”

“What?”

“I’m bad too,” she whispered. “I’m not wearing any panties.”

Epilogue

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