Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
I swallowed. “I want to hire both. Is that odd?”
Both women appeared pleased.
Blue scowled.
Dr. Ivy shrugged. “A back up wet nurse would help, especially if one is sick or unable to be there for whatever reason.”
Or if Lunita somehow gets free and decides to kill one.
Unfortunately, that was a heartbreaking possibility that I would have to consider.
Don’t think about that. Lunita will be gone soon. Nothing will happen to these women.
I stiffened and forced myself to smile. “Welcome to my family, Abena and Chidi. I hope you enjoy the. . .adventures we will have together.”
They beamed and nodded in agreement.
“In fact, tonight. . .we are flying out to the States.”
Abena blinked.
Chidi opened her mouth in shock.
“I suggest you pack. Blue will make sure our driver picks you up and has you at the airport on time.”
Dr. Ivy held up one finger. “Before you two leave, I still have more things to discuss and lots of paperwork to sign.”
They nodded and headed off with her.
The scowl remained on Blue’s face. “Two wet nurses?”
“I couldn’t pick.”
She watched them. “I am sending more people to monitor the both of them.”
“Cool.” I gazed down at Emilio as he slept. “You have two wet nurses, baby. You are going to be more spoiled than your father.”
Blue’s voice wavered. “Emily.”
I looked up. “What’s up?”
“An hour ago, Kaz and David left to pick up Boris from the airport.”
Cold fear sliced through me. “And now where are they?”
“Our people are still searching.”
“Did you ask the Mosquito to help?”
“Misha adamantly explained that his people will not be involved in the Lion’s escapades.”
Fuck. That means that Kaz is on some bullshit.
I shook my head. “Kaz said he wouldn’t hurt Boris. I have to trust him on that.”
“I believe the Lion plans to scare him.” Blue continued, “However, Misha also wanted you to know that Rolan and Mrs. Jones have just arrived in New Orleans and will be waiting for you all there.”
“That’s cool.” I headed off with Emilio.
Blue remained by my side.
Terror surged through me. “But what the hell is Kaz doing with Boris?”
Chapter 41
A Cold Heart
Kazimir
We took my new Rolls-Royce Cullinan out for its first spin.
On the day my mouse gave birth to Emilio, I gave her tons of gifts.
Weeks later when she was fully healed, she surprised me with the Cullinan.
The gesture shocked me.
Emily had truly outdone herself.
This Rolls-Royce Cullinan was not like any other. It was a one-of-a-kind masterpiece gift. The exterior boasted a distinctive lion-themed paint job, with a deep, majestic golden hue as the base color, accentuated by intricate hand-painted black stripes inspired by a lion’s mane.
The Spirit of Ecstasy emblem on the hood was customized to incorporate a lion’s head, symbolizing strength and power.
Upon opening the coach doors, a rich, warm fragrance of the finest Russian leather greeted me. The seats were upholstered in supple, cream-colored leather with intricate lion embroidery in gold thread on the headrests.
The cabin featured custom wood inlays of ebony and gold leaf.
Of course, it had a custom audio system delivering crystal-clear sound, and was fitted with a vodka chiller and an exquisite humidor for my cigars.
I guessed that she spent a good half a million of her money to spoil me.
When Maxwell had arrived to meet Emilio and spend time with us, he spotted the car in my huge garage, whistled, and bestowed it with the name, Mufasa. It had been a long time since I had seen the movie, but I thought that was a perfect nickname.
As we drove down the winding roads, I couldn’t help but feel like a king.
I turned to David and grinned. “Incredible. Right?”
“The Mouse keeps impressing me.”
“All will be jealous of Mufasa.” I leaned back in my seat.
Oh, mysh. The things I will do to you on the plane tonight. . .
David’s phone rang.
He picked up the call and spoke to the person.
And I continued to relish the smooth ride as we headed out of Rublyovka neighborhood, cruising by lavish mansions. Lush landscape, manicured gardens, and towering trees lined the streets.
The driver navigated down the winding roads.
David got off the phone and placed it in his pocket. “Our men finished preparing the location you wanted.”
A wicked smirk spread across my face.
“We are heading to this place now, Kazimir. Boris is already there surrounded by our men.”
“And the idiot gardener’s family?”
“They are being transported to the location now, and will be there before we arrive.”
“And my tools?”
“All is there, from blow torches to hand saws. Different shaped knives, spikes, hammers, and even a few loaded guns just in case you get tired toward the end.”
“Excellent.”
The day was turning out to be so perfect I almost started whistling a tune.
I gazed out the window.
The well-maintained roads of Rublyovka offered a pleasant drive. Other luxury cars passed us driven either by their affluent owners or chauffeurs. Regardless, all took a look at Mufasa, surely envious.