The next day, I left Roxie at the apartment. I’d asked her to come work with me, but she’d refused. So, I tripled the security on our floor and in the lobby of the building, so she wouldn’t be able to escape, no matter how hard she tried.
Part of me didn’t think she would, but I still needed to trust her. She had gotten too close to Marco last night, so close that I demanded everyone leave so I could f**k Roxie senseless in the pool. I’d made sure she knew who she belonged to now.
Me.
Only me.
Staring down at papers in my office about more family members linked to the child trafficking ring that the cops were hunting down, I blew out a deep breath. If the cops found them first, the system wouldn’t give the victims justice. I would because I’d kick their f*****g heads in. The police wou
