The Seduction 4 by Roxy Sloane Read Free Book Online

draining
the blood from my raging mind, and redirecting it in a much simpler
direction: my cock.
    “I’ll call Justine
in LA. If Carter’s involved too, then maybe there’s something in
his files she can find for us. You keep watching Brent, I’ll ask
around at the office. We’ll find something,” she insists.
“Everything’s going to be OK.”
    It won’t be, not
until I can look Ridley in the eye and know for sure what drove my
father to the brink. But for once, I’m not carrying the burden of
the past alone. Keely is right here too. It’s easier with her.
    I’m not alone
anymore.
    * * *
    I trail Brent for the
next couple of days, hoping he’ll lead back to Ashcroft, but the
bastard cares more about dropping cash at designer stores and
partying until dawn than handing us a break. Again, I’m tempted to
beat the answers out of him, but I force myself to stay cool.
    Keely needs me by her
side. I can’t fuck this up now.
    “Come meet me for
lunch,” Keely tells me when I call in a status update. “Let’s
take a break from all this, just the two of us. I’ve been going
around in circles trying to figure it out.”
    “But I could miss
something.” I stare through the window of some fancy tailor,
frustrated.
    “Vaughn...” Her
voice is soft. “Come on. We can’t let this consume us.”
    It’s easy enough for
her to say, she’s not the one fighting to unravel twenty years of
lies and cover-ups. But I’m hungry as hell, so I leave Brent to his
new suit, and go meet Keely at a spot in Greenwich Village.
    She’s waiting at the
table when I arrive.
    “Isn’t this nice?”
She greets me with a kiss. “I actually get to see you in daylight
for a change, instead of just back at the apartment.”
    I’m still wound tight
as a fucking vice. “Does this place have steak?”
    She grins. “Why do
you think I picked it?”
    Keely takes my hand
across the table. “C’mon, baby.” She lowers her voice. “You’ve
been way too stressed. We just have to wait for them to mess up.
Brent’s too cocky, he’ll slip up soon.”
    She looks so certain, I
relax a little. Certain, and sexy as hell.
    “You know I can’t
resist you in those business outfits,” I tell her, sliding a hand
under the table. I find her knee and squeeze. “Stockings, hmm?” I
slide my hand higher, up that sweet flesh. “You’re going to leave
those on tonight.”
    Her breath hitches.
Keely bites her lip. “Yes, Vaughn,” she coos, teasing and
obedient.
    Yeah, now I’m
distracted.
    But before I can tell
her what else I’m thinking, about her mouth sucking slow around my
cock, a light hand comes down on my shoulder.
    “Vaughn, darling,
it’s so good to see you.”
    Every muscle in my body
recoils like a fucking electric shock. Even my dick shrinks back at
the sound of that voice. A ghost. A goddamn specter.
    “Get your fucking
hands off me,” I growl, not even turning to look.
    I see Keely’s eyes
widen with shock and confusion. She looks up. “What’s going on?”
she asks. “Vaughn, who is this?”
    Memories crash through
me as the woman lets out a laugh. “Me? I’m Julianne. Vaughn’s
ex-wife.”

9
    KEELY
    His ex-wife?
    “Ex-fiancée,”
Vaughn corrects her with a growl. “Now get the fuck out of here.”
    The woman laughs. “Oh
look at you, still as blunt as ever.” She looks down at me from
beside him, curling her perfect red lipstick in a smirk. “He can be
a real beast, can’t he?”
    It’s clear from her
tone, she means more than just his manners.
    I can’t believe it. I
don’t know what to think as I stare at Julianne in shock. She’s
beautiful, one of those sleek, blond, glamorous women poured into a
chic black dress and towering spiked heels.
    She dated Vaughn?
    They were engaged ?
    Julianne looks from
Vaughn to me and back again, and arches a perfect eyebrow. “Oh, did
he not mention me? Whoopsie. Sorry, darling.”
    She touches his
shoulder again. I see Vaughn’s whole body tense. “Anyway, I