~MAXIMUS II~
~Two weeks later~
“Have you lost your mind?”
My namesake, and the true bane of my existence booms through the phone.
“Are we yelling already? I haven’t even had my coffee, Father,” I drawl, leaning back in my chair, legs stretched. “You’re going to give yourself a stroke, and then I’ll have to run the company. Nobody wants that.”
“Don’t get clever with me, Maximus! What is this I hear about you upsetting Francisca? She’s your betrothed!”
I almost roll my eyes. “She cheats on me. She’s an entitled little b***h, and she’s currently enjoying ‘quality’ time with her daughter under my watch.”
“You brought a hooker into your home?”
“She told you about that?”
“I don’t care who you f**k,” he snaps. “But your wife is sensitive. I will not have the Grimaldi’s pulling out of Pro
