He was a rich man and had every single luxury that wealth could offer. No matter what he touched, he turned it into profit, and he relished loyalty above everything else. He didn’t care about anything else, the bottom line. What he wanted was people to be loyal to him, to his company, and to their future together.
It was how he had built up a successful business, one his wife had been so proud of. Stepping under the shower after he removed his clothes, he turned the water on. It was freezing cold, which was exactly how he needed it to be able to focus on something other than this building pain inside him.
Releasing a breath, he once again rubbed his eyes. In the back of his mind were all the arguments and accusations for sleeping with someone so young, and yet he couldn’t help how alive he’d been in Rebecca’s company.
Seeing as Bella was suffering from a broken heart, he had been spending a lot of time with Rebecca. They had played board games, watched movies, and she had even read stories to him. She’d been in his office as he worked, and argued on the phone. They cooked together, and throughout it all he’d had fun. She was … everything.
She was also his daughter’s friend.
He needed to keep that as a mantra going around in his head. Every time he looked at her, every time he thought something sexy or dirty, every time he wanted, yearned, craved, he would remember that she was his little girl’s friend, and it would keep him away.
He hoped.