The Dictator Read online Penelope Sky (Banker #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Banker Series by Penelope Sky
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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Bates cocked his head to the side. “You’re gonna wait until the kid is born or what? Then have the baby tell her on its own?”

“Shut up, Bates.”

“You want this kid so bad, why are you pussyfooting around?”

“I don’t want this so bad,” I snapped. “But it’s my child, and I take responsibility for that. Doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.”

“You could make it all go away. There’s still time. No one knows besides the three of us.”

I could never do it. “No.”

“You’re the cruelest man I know. You can’t blow her brains out?”

“No.” I couldn’t hurt someone with Marino blood. I couldn’t be the same piece of shit my father was. “And stop asking.”

“Fine. Then you need to tell Mother.”

“I’d rather not.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “You’re just not gonna tell her?”

“I’ll wait until we hit the second trimester. No point in telling her until I know there’re no complications with the baby.”

“Well, how long has she been pregnant?”

“No idea.”

“Maybe you should find out.”

I’d been meaning to take her to the doctor anyway. We needed to start her vitamins and whatever other bullshit came along with it. “I will. So how about dinner on Thursday? Are you free?”

He shrugged. “Doesn’t matter to her whether I’m there or not.”

“I may be her favorite, but it’s not like she hates you, Bates.”

“Still gets old. She could at least show some class and hide it.”

“You’re a grown man,” I countered. “You shouldn’t care.”

“You would care.”

“I really wouldn’t, Bates.”

He wore a black suit with a matching tie, and his ankle rested on the opposite knee. His dress shoes were shiny like they were brand-new. “So what happened last night? Did Siena see you?”

“Yes,” I said truthfully. “She did.”

He grinned. “Must have pissed her off.”

“Yes.”

“Good. That dumb cunt needed to know you aren’t wrapped around her finger.”

No, I was just deep in her pussy.

“So, how were they?”

I rose from my desk and brushed off the question. “Let’s get to the conference room and start the meeting early. I have somewhere to be afterward.”

Thankfully, he rose to his feet and didn’t argue with me. “I’m always in the mood to make money.”

I walked to her bedroom and let myself inside, half expecting to see her touching herself again.

Unfortunately, she was on the couch in her living room, fully clothed.

We hadn’t spoken in days, not since that threesome in my bedroom. I avoided her, and she wasn’t stupid enough to knock on my bedroom door late at night.

Today, her hair was curled and pulled over one shoulder. Her makeup was done, and she wore a blue sundress that showed off her cleavage and her long legs. Summer was over, and we only had a few weeks left until the real chill of fall arrived. She was enjoying every moment of warmth we had left.

I approached the couch with my hands in the pockets of my jeans. “I’m taking you to a doctor’s appointment.” When I locked eyes with her, it was impossible not to think about the last time we were together. The second my cock was inside her unbelievable pussy, I was lost. I hadn’t wanted to pull on a rubber and fuck someone else, not when she had the best cunt in the entire world. Coupled with her kisses and sexy moans, I knew there was nothing I could do to resist. I ordered the other woman out of my bedroom because I didn’t want to share myself. All I wanted was the woman underneath me.

She seemed to be thinking about it too, judging by the desire in her eyes. It was the same look she gave me before she kissed me, before she ran her fingers through my short hair. “Right now?”

“Yes. Let’s go.”

She rose to her feet, wearing the blue dress with sandals.

She looked phenomenal.

Before I did something stupid like drop my pants, I left the bedroom and headed to the car outside.

She followed me and got into the back seat beside me.

Now there was nowhere to run. We had twenty minutes until we arrived at the doctor. A lot could happen in twenty minutes.

We headed to the main road and approached Florence, the center divider up in the car so my driver couldn’t see me or make small talk.

I hated small talk.

“What are we going to do today?” she asked as she looked out the window.

“Routine checkup. He’s the best obstetrician in the area.”

“I’m sure he’s fine. I wonder if we’ll get a sonogram.”

“No idea.” I didn’t know what to expect. We could be in and out of there in fifteen minutes.

She rested her hand on her stomach, which didn’t look any different. She showed no signs of pregnancy, other than her bouts of morning sickness. “I don’t feel any different. Not yet at least.”

Maybe she wouldn’t talk about what happened the other night. That would be ideal. My feelings toward her were still pretty clear. I wouldn’t be sleeping with anyone else, but that didn’t make me hers. I would never be hers.



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