Free Caught Crossing the Line by C.M. Steele Page B

a pulp if he said anything else about Sophia.
    “Damn straight. I don’t know what it is about her that drives all the men to act like total fucking teenagers, but they better get over it. Speaking of teenagers, I might have to murder some if they look at my wife tomorrow.”
    “Well, it doesn’t help that your wife is their age, you fucking Chester.”
    “Fuck off, Cal. At least she doesn’t work for me. Something about you James brothers. At least Malcolm met Kristen before she worked for us.”
    “I met Sophia before she worked for us.”
    “Anyways, I’ve got to run.”
    “Sure, let me know what’s going on. Enjoy the party and the honeymoon.”
    I hung up with my best friend as I chuckled. It was crazy that we both found someone we needed at the same time. I got back to work and it was already eight o’clock when I got a call at my desk.
    “Hey, are you still working?”
    “Yes, I am. Are you ready? You can come meet me in the office. I only need another ten minutes.”
    “That’s works. I’m going to work on my notes from my call earlier.”
    It was twenty minutes later and she hadn’t come to meet me at my office yet. So, I shut off all the lights and locked up my office. Walking towards hers, I could still see her light on, then I heard her on the phone speaking harshly in Italian.
    “Mamma, non sto tornando a casa per sposare Matteo. Sto uscendo con un avvocato qui e sono felice. Non voglio parlarne più. Devo andare. Io ti amo. addio,” she said as she hung up the phone. All I got out of that conversation was Matteo, and I love you. My ears were about to burst with anger.
    I burst into her office and roared, “Who the fuck is Matteo? And why the fuck are you telling him you love him?”
    “You know what they say about eavesdroppers don’t you?”
    “I don’t give a fuck, tell me right now or I’m going to have to fly to Italy to end a motherfucker.”
    “First, crazy man, he’s my parent’s neighbor. Second, you need to work on your Italian before you come in here losing your shit. I was on the phone with my mother, and I told her I loved her before I hung up. Are you ready to go or are you going to grill me some more?”
    “I’m sorry, babe. Hearing you’re in love with someone else made me a bit irrational. I’ll try and keep my cool. Let’s get out of here.”

Chapter 7
    The next day in the office was good. After getting on her ass about the call, I learned that I needed to calm the jealousy down a notch. She was my fiancée after all. I had nothing to worry about, so everything went smoothly. It was the next day that shit got crazy.
    I got a call from Jackson, who sounded frantic. “Caleb, that nut daughter of Thompson’s was in my office bare-ass naked thinking I was up for fucking her. She’s got to be in on it.”
    “Do you think Thompson’s got it in for you?”
    “That’s possible. We never really got along. You know me making partner first wasn’t something he appreciated since he was with the firm before I got there.”
    “Well, be careful. Let me know what that fuck has to say when you talk to him.”
    “I will. Talk to you later.” I was worried that something was up with Thompson, our other partner, for a while now. When he mentioned branching out to Seattle, I thought it was smart to dominate the coasts, but it seemed he may have had an ulterior motive. I doubted he was innocent. If I weren’t so busy here, I would go meet Jackson and figure out things over there and choke Thompson and his whore daughter myself.
    It was around lunch time when I got a call from Milo, one of our security team members that went to Maine with Jackson and Elizabeth.
    “What’s up, Milo?”
    “Somebody shot at Elizabeth, Mike, and Jackson’s sister and mother today. They’re at the hospital and all are going to make it.”
    “What the fuck?”
    “Yeah, they were rammed while going home today. Then the other car opened fire. Mike got them out of there but not without