Good Girl - Page 21
“Are you fucking serious?” Eric growls.
I wince. I should have kept my mouth shut. Why didn’t I keep my mouth shut? Fuck I’m an idiot.
“You’re fucking her?” He half spits.
“No. We’ve not had sex.”
“Dominic, she’s your stepdaughter.”
“I know.” I snap.
“And you’re fucking her?”
“WE. HAVEN’T. HAD. SEX.” I state.
“But what, she’s sucked your cock, you’ve done enough don’t you think?” He says.
Jesus. I run my hand down my face. In what fucked up world did I even think I could explain this in a way that makes it not sound as perverted as it is?
“She’s twenty one. She’s not a child.” I mutter.
“Yeah but you’ve helped raise her. She’s as good as your kid.”
“Fuck.” I growl, slamming my fist on the desk. “Don’t you think I don’t know that? Don’t you think I don’t get how wrong this is?”
“So why are you still doing it?”
“I…” Because she’s an addiction. She’s an obsession. She’s got inside my head, she’s made me feel wanted, alive even. I haven’t felt this way in years.
Only I can’t say that. I can’t admit out loud how far I’ve already fallen.
How far I’ve already sinned.
“You have to end this.” He says. “You have to be very fucking careful how you end it because if Eden tells anyone… Jesus, Terri will have your balls for this.”
“No she won’t, she doesn’t give a fuck about Eden.” I say admitting what I’ve known for a while now. The woman isn’t a mother to her, she barely wants to acknowledge she’s her daughter. She’ll only be pissed that it was me, her husband. That’s where the anger will be.
“If this gets out, if people know, you’ll be ruined.”
“I know.” I say.
“Dom mate, you have to be really careful here.”
“I have to end this.” I state.
“You do.”
The problem is what I have to do and what I’m going to do are two entirely different things, even in this moment I know it. I won’t end it. I can’t end it.
I sink back in my chair. When I blink I can see her, sprawled on the table, covered in my cum. I see the way she’s writhing in it, loving it.
My Lolita. Mine.
Fuck.
“I’ve had issues with our accounts.” I say changing the subject. Getting to the real reason I wanted to see him. As my brother he’s an equal partner. It’s our names that are always emblazoned in lights. The Mathers Brothers. Entrepreneurs. Self-made men. Big time boys. “The auditors have found some irregularities.”
“What irregularities?” He asks.
“Only a missing $250,000.” I state meeting his eyes though how I can after what I’ve just confessed I have no idea.
“What?”
“Timothy is taking the lead internally but I’ve reached out to Bob Aldross at Scotland Yard.”
“The cops?” He says.
“Someone is stealing from us, embezzling. I don’t know who it is, but I know it’s not me.”
“It’s not me either.” He says like I’d suspect him. Like he’d ever be capable of it.
“I know mate.” I say. “But we’re going to do everything by the book, we’ll find out who it is and the business will continue.”
He nods. “Well keep me updated.” He says. “About both these issues.”
I grunt in reply. He’s going to hound me now. He’s going to keep checking until I confirm I’ve done it.
I get up and pour another coffee. We’re meant to be having a family meal tonight. It was my idea that we start this, that we spend one dedicated night a week as a family. Only the Dominic who came up with that suggestion had no idea he’d be fucking around with his stepdaughter only a few months later.
And now Terri’s raised it. As if she wants to play happy families all of a sudden.
And by god is this going to be awkward.
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