CHAPTERTEN
Reuben
Risingto the ranks of Vice President in a company you’re going to inherit (hopefully), has its advantages. I’d much rather be involved in the minutiae of design projects than people managing. After all, I love every aspect of design, except for the continual changes to building regulations. So, it’s with reluctance that I offload some pressing amendments to a senior architect, but I have a video to edit.
It takes me most of the day, but I didn’t want to wait until the weekend. My brothers have been asking me for the past four days already.
You’re not hurting me. You’re freeing me.
I’ve come up with several theories as to what Winter meant by that statement, and I’ve decided not to overthink it. She misses her family. She wants to experience everything. Everything life has to offer before it gets ripped away from her too. The good and the bad, the sorrow and the joy.
Enacting her dirty fantasies is absolutely fine with me. What red-blooded guy doesn’t want a nymphomaniac for a girlfriend? One who’s game to try just about anything.
I sure as fuck am, and I know Luca is too. Brecken is ninety percent of the way there. It’s not that he’s not into it, he just needs to throttle back on his insecurities. His cave-man instincts. Because if this is what Winter wants, this is what we need to deliver.
I’ve edited the video down to thirty-seven minutes. I’ve ensured all the original footage is destroyed, leaving one, single copy of our first time in the tower.
After encrypting it and disguising the file as something else, I add several layers of password protection to it.
This had better never see the light of day.
I text the group.Video is ready *chilli pepper* *chilli pepper* *chilli pepper* *chilli pepper*
Brecken:We have Sienna’s birthday party Sat night. Let’s watch it after.
Luca:Sounds good.
Winter:I’m trying to work here and now my mind has wandered down a very saucy alleyway.
Reuben:I’m listening…
Winter:Tonight, I’llshowyou *aubergine* *lips kissing*
Reuben: That was wicked. Now I’m hard.
Winter:You started it ;)
Calming myself down I head to the office, unlocking the door with my card. Inside, my brothers are at their desks. They barely notice me opening the personal vault where I deposit the laptop.
“If we buy Gates’ Cakes, then we need to get Winter installed up here,” I tell them. “I’m not having her in a separate office block.”
“Don’t worry. She’s not going anywhere,” Brecken confirms, eyeing the two spare tables we have. I’m certain I’m not the only one who’s imagined Winter set up there. Who’s thought of a few fantasies involving pencil skirts and flat surfaces and a quick, dirty fuck.
Rarely, we’re all here at once for any length of time. It happens several times a week, but the hours where we overlap are limited to three or four rather than eight to ten. It’s what makes working together up here possible. Sometimes, it’s like a private office for one, but if we really need some peace and quiet we use the front room off the main door. With my drafting desk being one of the most important pieces of equipment for me, I prefer to work in here.
“How long is the video?”
“Thirty-seven minutes and twenty-two seconds of pure filth.”
Luca’s lips hitch. Brecken leans back in his chair, threading his hands behind his head. He’s definitely running that session through his head.
My phone pings with a message from Sienna. I’m tempted to ignore it but she seems to be turning up at more and more meetings recently so I need to ensure I’m not getting roped into anything with her.
Sienna:Hey favorite brother! I think I’d like to do interior design going forward. Can we chat about it? There must be a way of getting experience without going to college. Love ya xx
Fuck.
“We need to get Sienna off our backs,” I announce. “She wants to do interiors now.”