Ian Wolf's POV.
I've never been a fan of putting my last name ahead of my actions. However, I think this situation calls for an exception. I look at Brooke, who has fallen asleep thanks to the painkillers. I left the room and headed down to my office.
When I reach the living room, Benson is turning off the lights.
“Do you need anything, sir?”
I shook my head. “I’ll be in my office attending to some matters. You can rest for the night.”
She nodded.
“Good night.”
I continued my way. I can’t stop thinking about Brooke’s concern that Benson might say something. Well, her, Gloria, and Samuel.
I wasn’t lying when I said they’re all loyal to me; I made sure of that. Benson’s daughter is in college thanks to me; I handled Gloria’s immigration process and her children’s education at an exc
