Page 66 of Secrets (The Sins Trilogy 2)
I tighten my arm around her, pressing her body closer to mine, then pull out my phone.
“Bobbi, get me out of here!” Iris says, giggling and wriggling. “Quick, before he gets a hold of Elizabeth.”
Bobbi is instantly beside us. “You heard the lady. Let her go.”
“Hey! I’m the one paying you,” I say.
“To guard her from all threats.” She squints at my arm around Iris. “Looks threatening to me.”
I shoot her an incredulous look. “Really.”
“Yeah.” She smiles sweetly. “Or you can just fire me. Then I won’t interfere in your foreplay.”
Making a sound somewhere between horrified sputter and laugh, Iris wiggles her fingers against my ticklish spot. My hold loosens for a second, and that’s all it takes for her to slip away.
Bobbi blocking my way as she follows, Iris trots out of the restaurant quickly. When she’s safely out of reach, she looks over her shoulder and sticks out her tongue. I give her a look full of promise of lusty retribution, although a faint smile is tugging at my mouth.
She blows me a kiss. Minx.
I’m so hard that it’s painful. Lust thrums in my veins as I watch Iris slip into the office building. She’s such a tease, but I adore her for it. I love that she’s blossoming, regaining her old confidence and spirit.
TJ brings the car around, and I get in.
Since I can’t do anything about the state of my cock, I turn my focus to something I can. I wasn’t kidding when I told Byron Pearce things could get personal. He should’ve taken me seriously. There’s nothing I won’t do to protect what’s mine, and him circling around Iris like a mangy dog after a steak is unacceptable.
What would be the best blow? I could go into another profitable venture with Milton, but that seems a bit blasé—a repeat. Byron is most likely ready for that.
But… A smile curves my lips as an idea pops into my head. He spent weeks in Hawaii to hammer out a deal with a Korean company. And it’s a subsidiary of the Hae Min Group.
I text Yuna. Got something to discuss. Is this good time to talk?
Within seconds, she calls me. “What’s wrong? Is it Ivy?”
“Nothing’s wrong.” The last thing I need is her panicking. “I’m not sure how closely you keep track of your father’s company, but one of the subsidiaries was in Hawaii not too long ago to hammer out a deal with Pearce International.”
“I might’ve heard something about that.” Yuna’s voice is suddenly guarded and entirely too smooth. The tone of a woman getting ready to deal with unreasonable demands and favors.
“Byron Pearce is the point of contact. I want that deal sabotaged.”
“Why?” she asks coolly, every bit the haughty heiress. “We won’t be giving the contract to you, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I almost chuckle at her totally incorrect conclusion. “You said you wanted Iris to reclaim her music. How serious were you?”
“Very. But how does that part of Hae Min’s business have anything to do with her?”
This is the key. I need to lay it on a bit thick to move someone like Yuna. “Byron Pearce is trying to keep her at the Pryce Family Foundation. He donated a large amount of money and asked her boss to make her the head of a new initiative.”
“Ridiculous. Iris turned it down, right?”
Would I be calling if she had? But Yuna’s outrage is a good sign. “No. She said yes. She’s very fond of her boss.”
“Tell him to pull out.”
“I already warned him. But you know how people can be.”
“Of course. So you want me to punish him.”
Now we’re on the same page. “Yes. Your father loves you. All you have to do is ask.”
