Oliver frowns.
What the hell does it matter to him?
“Amber is still on board,” he says to Dad, then turns to me. “She’s even willing to overlook your liaisons, Leo. Can’t ask for more than that in a wife.”
The hell I can’t. How about a wife who’s not a manipulative fucking bitch?
“I have no intention of marrying anyone right now.” I sneer at him even though I’m trying my best to control my reactions around him.
“It’s not like you’re in love with anyone else. Amber loves you. She’s told me so.” He places a hand on my shoulder. “Just think about it, son.”
Son?I’m not now and never will be a fucking son to him. It’s taking everything in me not to knock him the fuck out right now. He’s crazy if he thinks I’ll marry Amber. He has no idea about Kylie being here yet or that we’re officially back together. He will tonight, though. He attends the event every year with us. I can’t wait to see his smug face when he sees Kylie by my side.
My dad must recognize I’m close to exploding because he interrupts us. “Leo and I will talk. I need you to give us some privacy.”
“Sure, Connor. See you both tonight,” he says before leaving the room.
I place my full attention on my father. “What in the hell was that about?”
My dad puts his hands up in the air, palms front. “Calm down, son. Something rather enlightening just happened.”
I have no idea what in the fuck that could be.
“Have a seat,” Dad says, pointing to the chair.
I reluctantly do as he asks. I told him I’d never consider Amber when he mentioned this topic weeks ago, so why are he and Oliver still discussing it? Dad seems to like Kylie, and he loves having Riley in his life. Why this and why now?
“Didn’t I tell you I would help you?”
I nod. “Yes, but this isn’t helping me. It’s causing more headaches.”
He smirks. “Oh, but I am helping you. You just don’t realize it yet, but you will.”
Something about his demeanor makes me sit up and listen to him.
“As I said, I’ve been enlightened more times than I care to admit recently. What you just interrupted was very interesting. Play the player to win the game.”
He’s talking in riddles.
“Weeks ago, I came to you with talk about marriage and children. What I didn’t tell you at the time, and didn’t realize was important, was that it was originally Oliver who came to me with the idea. He suggested you needed to think about the company and an heir, being that you’re thirty now. Although, thirty is still young, I thought it had some merit to it. I knew you would not marry for love but possibly would for family. Oliver brought up Amber as a candidate, saying she loved you and would never hurt you. I thought if you didn’t love her, what would be the risk?”
If I didn’t think so before, I’m certain he had something to do with the deposit to Kylie’s account now. He had means and motive.
“What you walked in on was Oliver bringing it up again as he has occasionally pushed for, so I played along. It wasn’t until all these revelations became known that I admitted to myself that he may have an agenda, and I wanted to see where he went with it. That man has been my friend for most of my life. I’m now seeing him in a new light, and I don’t like what I’m seeing. I question how long I’ve been in the dark and if my loyalty was misplaced with Oliver. I want answers just as much as you do, Leo. I was taken advantage of once before and lost myself for a time. I’ll not allow someone to do it again.”
My father’s adamant about this. He will take Oliver down in a heartbeat for me.
Damn. I love this man. We’ll get to the bottom of this together.
* * *
Later that night, I’m drinking a beer in the kitchen, dressed in my tuxedo. Sierra has Riley and will be keeping her overnight. I imagine the sex Kylie and I will have in a Riley-free zone because with Riley around, we have to be mindful of little eyes and ears. Not tonight, though. Once we get home, Kylie is getting it hard until we both pass out.
The thought has my dick twitching in anticipation.
Heels coming down the hall from our room sound as Kylie glides in. My semihard cock is instantly at full alert. Long, wavy blonde hair hangs to the middle of her back, and she’s wearing a black floor-length evening gown. The top has thin straps and what I assume are something like diamonds throughout, and the bottom falls to her ankles. Her heels are high and black.She’s gorgeous.
She saunters toward me, and I see her long, toned leg in the slit that goes all the way up her upper thigh.