Dom Fever (Devlin Black #2) by Alaska Angelini Read Free Book Online Page B

big words, but it didn’t take me long to catch on to what I was looking at. “You’re trying to get her to move this to the courts? ” I picked up the papers and burst out laughing. “A paternity test for child support. You can’t be serious?” My attention went to Victoria. “You want to do this? Go through the courts? You sure about that? I told you where I stand. Ava will be mine. And that one,” I said, pointing to her stomach. “Mine.” Fuck, if I didn’t want to tell that son of a bitch that she was mine too. Anger had left long ago and I was now bordering damn near hostile rage. This piece of shit was trying to turn her against me.
    “They’re just suggestions. I haven’t decided to do anything,” she said , lowly.
    “Nor will you. We’re in this together. Me and you. We decide what happens with our children. No lawyer is going to try to change that.” I grabbed my keys, tearing the papers in half. “There are your options , Daniel.” I tossed them on the table, watching them scatter.
    “I’m not mad at you,” I said, turning my attention to Victoria. “But remember, you come to me first before you decide anything. We’ll work this out together.” My lips pressed against her cheek and I brought her face up to look at me. “Me and you.”
    Before I could lose it any more than I already had, I headed for the door and didn’t look back. Options. I’d show him what he could do with those.
    The e ngine turned over and I threw the car in reverse, then slapped it in first gear as I headed in the direction of my penthouse. Justine would be waiting for me in the lobby. Conflicted on what I should do had me tearing into the main road like a maniac. The car squealed and roared as I gunned it even faster. What the fuck was this guy thinking? It couldn’t be about the money concerning his lawyer fees. It wasn’t like he’d make that much. She was a nurse and made good money, but still. It wasn’t like he was going to get rich off of it. Did he want her, carrying my baby and all? He didn’t need the courts to get involved if that was the case. Money, on my end? My head tilted. Possibly.
    I pushed the button on my steering wheel. “Call Branson.”
    Ringing filled the interior, followed by a baby crying. “Hey,” he answered, sounding out of breath.
    “You sound busy.”
    The crying turned louder. “I convinced Jill to go to the movies with the girls. She hasn’t been out of the house since she’s had Charity and I thought the break would do her good. Now, I can’t get the baby to stop crying. I’ve damn near tried everything.”
    “You need me to stop by? I was on my way to meet Justine, but I don’t mind. I really wanted to see Charity anyway.”
    “Eh.” Branson breathed out heavily. “I think I’ve got it. You’ve missed enough dates. So, what’s up?”
    My concerns didn’t seem so important anymore. “Just had a question. I don’t want to bother though. You get back to your baby.”
    “No, it’s okay. Here, I’ll put you on speakerphone while I walk her around.” I heard the difference in sound and a thud. “Okay, now what did you need to ask?”
    Damn, it didn’t feel like the right time. “ Victoria has her friend over. The lawyer guy. He brought over some papers and is trying to convince her to take our case to the courts. She’s already made it clear to me that she wasn’t going to do it, but he seems to be pushing. What do you think child support for two of my kids would come to?”
    Branson got quiet and I heard him messing with something. The baby had gotten quiet and I waited. His laughter had my eyebrows drawing in.
    “Damn.” He laughed again. “I don’t know what you make a month or year, Devlin, but I went ahead and put in some phony number that I’m sure doesn’t even touch the truth.”
    “What number?”
    “Let’s just say a few million a year. I know you make way more than just a few. Child support for that kind of money is more than I make