Page 32 of His Forbidden Obsession

“Don’t worry, Henri is enough for me.”

He sure as hell was. Remington’s boyfriend was incredibly gorgeous, and he had Remington wrapped around his little finger. No one would dare speak to the king of New Orleans the way Henri did.

“So you thought fucking Dimitri’s son was a good idea?”

“No. It was a terrible one. I know better.”

“Renzo, you’ve been beating yourself up for way too long. You saw something you wanted, and you took it. I can’t be too mad about that, especially when it ended up preventing Nikolai’s marriage from taking place today.”

“You heard they’d moved the timetable up?”

“I sure as hell did. I was scrambling to figure out what move to make next. Keep Nikolai with you, preferably in your sight. As far as I’m concerned, he’s your prisoner. He doesn’t go anywhere or speak to anyone.”

“Should I move him to a safe house?”

“Not yet. I want to see what Dimitri does to find Niko and what Ivanov has to say to me about the situation. If the groom is missing, then there’s no wedding, and Ivanov has an easy excuse to break his contract with Dimitri.”

“Does he really need an excuse?”

“He wants that alliance.”

“I’m sure he wants Nikolai, but he can find young men elsewhere. Why is the alliance so important to him? What can Dimitri do for him?”

“I wish I knew. You work on keeping Nikolai right where he is, and keep your hands off him. This is a job.”

I’d already planned to, but having Remington order me around only made me angry. “No one will touch him.”

“Good. I’ve got guards on their way to you now. We’ll talk soon.”

I called Dante immediately.

“What fucking time is it?” he asked when he answered the phone.

I had to look at the time on my phone. “Midnight.”

“What the fuck are you doing calling me at this time? I’ve got an early class tomorrow.”

The last thing I needed was shit from Dante. “None of that matters right now. Nikolai is at my house, and he’s under my protection, and I need you here to help me when someone comes looking for him.”

“What the fuck is going on? Did you kidnap him?”

I pushed my chair back from my desk and stood. “No, he came to me after being beaten by his father.”

“Someone really needs to off that bastard.”

“We do,” I said as I paced my office. “So get over here and help me with that.”

“I told you I want out. I’ve got a job. I’m not your muscle to order around.”

“Dante.”

He sighed. “Fine, I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Sooner.”

“Don’t push it.”

“Asshole.”