ROBERT
I slammed the phone down so hard the screen cracked. My hand stayed on it for a second, fingers digging into the broken glass. Wesley had hung up on me. The little bastard had actually cut the call while I was still talking. How dare he? How the hell did he break out of the debts I had wrapped around his neck? It wasn’t possible. I had made sure the loans were deep enough that he would never crawl out without my help.
I grabbed my other phone and started calling my contacts one after another. I asked the same question to each person. Had Wesley really paid everything off? Every single loan? I waited while they checked, my foot tapping hard against the floor. When the answers started coming back, I was disappointed.
He had actually paid it all. I thought I could keep him under my
