Chapter 87

• Dominic tapped his fingers on his thighs impatiently. The freeway was busy, and he wanted to get back to the penthouse. He had a lot to do. After he pulled his phone from his jacket pocket, he dialed Remy’s number.
• Dominic clenched his jaw as it rang and rang before it eventually went over to voicemail. He closed his eyes briefly as he gripped his phone in his hand. “Remy’s not answering his fucking phone. I swear he’s on his last warning with me.”
• Hudson chuckled from beside him while shaking his head. “That kid’s still green, Dominic. Maybe I should just bend him over to show him how a real man does it.”