Daniel pulled Ali into his lap and flipped to the first photograph.
They say a picture tells a thousand words and as they made their way through the stack, that had never been more true. There were pictures of Grant Jacobson and Brenda Renyolds having lunch together, going into her building, and even sharing a kiss.
But those were only the beginning. The best and most damaging photographs were the shots taken through Jacobson’s office window. Not only was he employing his mistress, he was also fucking her during working hours.
All the evidence was there. He’d broken company policy by employing someone he was in a relationship with, and he was cheating on his wife.
Daniel picked up his cell and pulled up Peter’s contact information.
Daniel – Do it.
There was no response other than the little checkmark beside his message to let him know it had been read.
“What happens now?” Ali asked.
“Copies of these pictures will be in the hands of the hospital board by the end of the day. One’s also being sent to his wife.” Daniel tucked the pictures back into the envelope. “The woman needs to know the scum she married.”
Ali was quiet.
“What is it?”
She met his gaze. “I should feel bad about ruining his life, but I don’t. Does that make me a bad person?”
Daniel tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “If that makes you a bad person, then I must be the devil. I want to see the bastard burn, but tearing down his career and his marriage will have to do.”
“His wife’s going to be devastated.”
He did feel a little bad about that, but it wasn’t him who’d cheated on her. “She needs to know.”
Ali nodded.
Daniel patted her thigh. “Come on, let’s eat.”
Ali headed home after lunch and he tried to focus on the contract he was reviewing while he waited to hear back from Peter. It was a long afternoon.
At three o’clock, he couldn’t take it anymore and decided to call it a day. Packing up his things, including the stack of pictures Peter had sent over earlier, he said goodbye to Kevin and headed to his SUV.
He was almost home when his phone dinged with a message. He pulled into his driveway, stopping at the gate, and checked his phone.
Done.
It was from Peter.
He released a loud breath and punched in his code. Jacobson’s fate was now in the hands of the board and his wife.
Figuring they both needed to decompress, after dinner Daniel led Ali out to the hot tub. They’d only used it a couple of times so far, but he was hoping to change that.
She leaned back against him, her head resting on his shoulder. “It’s so beautiful out here.”
They’d watched the sun set and the moon rise in the sky. He'd bought this house after his divorce and while he’d come out to enjoy the stars once in a while, he’d never shared it with anyone before. “Quite different from the view in the city.”
Ali hummed. “Very.”
They lay back, watching the stars until he felt his skin begin to get that prune like consistency. “Ready for bed?”
She turned her head to meet his gaze. “Yes, Sir.”
His cock, which had already been at half-mast having her naked against him, grew harder at her use of his title. He was tempted to take her there, but given they’d already been in the hot tub for way too long, he helped her out and dried them both off.