Show & Sell

They have no idea just how in bad shape he is.

And they have no idea that I feel utterly alone in dealing with him. With no parents or family to speak to, he’s all I’ve got, he’s all I have. And I’ll be damned if I let him go down the drain.

My muscles burn, and I attempt to breathe through it. I know I’ll be sore after this class. I try to focus on feeling everything.

It’ll help take me out of my head and back into reality.

“Use your powerhouse,” the instructor says.

I focus on my core and try to bring it all in. Throughout the class, I work to stretch and strengthen my body. By the time I leave, I feel like I’m in total alignment.

“Okay, that was tough,” Megan says, kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll see you next week then, right?”

“Yes, sure thing. Wouldn’t miss it. Have a good weekend.”

I decide to walk all the way home.

I need the stress of the situation to dissolve. Pilates class was hard, and I definitely feel sore, but my mind is still on my brother. Every time someone tells me they’ve seen him acting out of control, my heart breaks a little bit more.

I need the air and the action on the streets of New York City to help clear my mind. I need to fix the situation—only I don’t know how.

The walk home helps, but as soon as I get back, I log into my bank account to see what’s been happening. Anders has disappeared from the apartment again. He’s nowhere to be found.

And yet right there, glaring me right in the face on the screen, is evidence of what he’s been up to.

Almost all of the three-billion-dollar fortune we had has gone away.

I put my head in my hands and start to cry. There’s no going back.

I don’t how to fix this. He’s ruined us again.Chapter 39Finn

Her tits are on full display.

Her legs are splayed and her eyes are begging for more.

My cock throbs uncomfortably against my suit pants as I think back to the moment when she was mine.

In my mind, it’s all still so real. I know I have to have Aurora...permanently.

I thought maybe I could forget about her. I thought I wouldn’t have to change my life around. But this is certainly not the case.

She’s on my mind every moment. I know I want more. I know I need to have her.

With that in mind, I have to make the dreaded phone call. I need to talk to my brothers about the situation because it’s getting out of hand. I don’t know if they’ve seen Aurora, but I certainly have.

And I need to make it clear that she’s mine.

I won’t be backing down anymore.

So, I call my assistant over the intercom. “Please get my brothers on the phone. We need to have a little meeting.”

“Sure thing, Mr. Grayson. Give me just a moment.”

Waiting is not my thing. I tap my fingers on the desk, and then turn around in my chair to look at the city out my window.

Yeah, I’m on top of the world, but none of it means anything if I can’t have Aurora. I’m going to do my brothers a favor by letting them in on my plans.

I will pursue Aurora to matter what. But the time for this contract is over. They need to know my intentions, and I’m about to make that clear.

“What’s up man?” Jasper says.

“Hey guys,” Declan says, joining the call.

“Good, I have you all on the line,” I began. “Listen, there’s something we need to discuss. And I think we should do in person.”

“Come on Finn, I’m a busy person. I have a strip club to run,” Jasper says.

I shake my head. “Whatever, man. I’m sure there’s no pressing business at this time of day. It’s not even five o’clock. Who would be at a strip club now?”

We all think our own part of the business is the most important one. I know that the phone sex division pulls in a lot of revenue. But I’m still willing to take time out of my day so that I can fix this situation with Aurora.

I tell them as much. “You guys, it’s about Aurora. I need to talk to you. Come over.”

“What about Aurora?” Declan asks.

“I think we need to discuss it in person,” I say calmly.

“Fine,” Jasper says and slams down the phone.

“Be right there,” Declan says.

Hmm...At the sound of her name, they’re quick to jump into action. This makes me wonder if they’ve had their private time with her, too.

Is it possible we’ve each broken the contract?

God, I hope not. I want her as my own—nothing more, nothing less. She’s off limits for all of us, but if I’m going to date her regularly, I need to come clean to my brothers. I’m doing them a fucking favor.