@Gideon, you avoiding me?
Trent
Lorenzo can’t come to the phone right now. He’s too busy being pussy whipped. Please leave a message after the beep.
Lorenzo
Have you looked in the mirror lately?
Trent
Yes, and it’s a wonder how I haven’t landed a modeling contract.
Lorenzo
And you obviously have a death wish.
Tobias
Children. Some of us are trying to enjoy our day.
Lorenzo
Come out of retirement, Tobias. Gideon is dropping the ball.
Gideon
I’ll call you in a few.
Lorenzo
Took long enough.
Gideon
Fuck off.
With a shake of my head,I place my phone back in my pocket and continue my trek to the basement.
I need eyes on Sasha. The desire to figure her out, to know what makes her tick, consumes me.
She’s so much stronger than Roman ever was.
That part makes her fascinating because not only is she beautiful and defiant, but she’s also so fucking strong. The notion makes me gravitate toward her.
I despise that I can’t get her out of my mind. I know that this will be a problem. The smart thing to do would be to put her in a safe house.
A safe house far away from me.
Instead, I find my way down to the basement. My shoes echo on the stone floor as I stride down the long hallway. This wing of the estate is only open to a select few. This is the area that hosts my security. There’s a biometric lock on the steel door in order to enter.
Where Sasha is concerned, I’m taking zero chances.
I step forward and allow the machine a retinal scan, and once it clears me, I head inside. My security is excessive, but after what happened to my predecessor, I know that no chances can be taken.
Which is why I brought in the big guns when I outfitted this place.
I enlisted Jaxson Price, a well-renowned billionaire and the head of one of the most sought-after security firms, to set up my system.