A Very Daddy Christmas: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (Lucky Lady Reverse Harems) by Kai Lesy

Author:Kai Lesy [Lesy, Kai]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

20

Riggs

“Play nice,” Sebastian warns me as we casually walk into the Golden Eagle Country Club. “We can’t let them see they’re getting to us.”

“I know. I just really want to wring their necks, though,” I mutter.

“It’ll have to wait until the escrow expires,” Waylan says.

It’s been a while since we set foot in this place, even though we pay exorbitant fees on a yearly basis. We don’t have time to play golf and yuck it up with other rich people in Madison. We’re busy building something incredible, while they’re spending money on luxury simply because they can, simply because they need a place to flaunt their wealth.

Personally, I’ve always found country clubs to be pretentious, useful perhaps when you need to close a more private business transaction, but otherwise, pretentious.

“There they are,” Waylan mutters, spotting our targets once we’re past the reception desk. “Looking pretty cozy.”

“Let’s fix that,” I reply with a smirk.

We make our way into the breakfast room. A café bar sprawls along the western wall, while the opposite side opens onto a generous terrace overlooking the snow-covered golf course. Naturally, with the exception of a few die-hards, nobody golfs during this time of the year. Most of the club’s members come for the drinks, the food, the occasional game of poker, and the privacy they need to be in the company of luxury call girls.

George Hamilton and Orson St. James are seated near the heated terrace, enjoying their coffees and club sandwiches, chuckling and exchanging glances, while one of the waitresses brings a tray of glazed pastries to their table.

They sense our presence as we approach. Both of their shoulders tense up, their postures stiffening. As soon as Orson sees us, the color begins to fade from his freshly shaven jowls. His face is just begging for a good old-fashioned beating.

“Good morning, gentlemen,” Sebastian quips and takes a seat without asking for an invitation. “We need to talk.”

Waylan and I pull a couple of chairs from nearby tables to join them, the three of us wearing flat smiles and cold eyes, reveling in the visible discomfort our sheer presence causes.

“What the hell do you want?” Orson groans. “I didn’t ask you to join us.”

“And I didn’t ask you to send masked assassins to kill us while out snowmobiling on a private getaway, yet here we are,” Sebastian replies.

Orson looks horrified. “Excuse me?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Did you butt dial the order by accident?”

“I have no idea what you’re referring to, and frankly, I don’t take kindly to slanderous accusations, either.”

Hamilton frowns. “We’ll call security if you don’t leave now.”

“We’re platinum members, asshole.” I can’t help but chuckle as I pour myself a glass of water. There are a couple of spare glasses on the table, and the more I invade their personal space, the more uncomfortable they feel. “I’m fairly sure we pay higher fees than you do. Forget security. You’re going to sit here, and you’re going to listen to what we have to say.”

“I don’t

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