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the one behind all this? Is he trying to take my business to pay them off?” I ask my best friend.

“Honestly, no,” Stirling adds, which slows my angry steps. “This seems a little more sophisticated than something your father would put together.” This is true, but I don’t trust the slimy bastard. I actually hope it’s him because then I know who I’m dealing with, because if it’s not, then I don’t know how I’m going to fix this mess.

“Go right on in,” Linda, my father’s receptionist, tells us when she sees us walking toward her. We both nod our head in acknowledgment and step into his office. Stanford is there right by my father’s side. He has a sneer across his face. My father’s eyes widen when his eyes go to Stirling.

“Long time.” My father holds out his hand to Stirling, and they shake.

“Yes. It’s been a very long time,” my best friend greets him before taking a seat. I do the same. The both of us ignore Stanford, who’s sitting in the corner.

“So, what can I do for you, boys?” My father looks between us. I can see him trying to work out what could possibly require the two of us to be here in the room with him. “Please tell me it’s good news about Montauk?” He grins.

He fucking wishes.

“Actually, it’s more of a personal matter,” I explain.

My father stiffens for all of a split second before leaning back against his chair and placing his hands behind his head as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. “Okay then, shoot,” he tells us cockily.

I turn and look over at Stanford, who’s trying to copy my father’s relaxed gait, but he isn’t as narcissistic, so he fails horribly.

“I know you slept with my wife.”

Stanford’s face pales, his eyes dart over to my father’s, then back to me.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” Stanford’s voice rises gruffly.

“I know Madison was a high-end escort and that you paid her a lot of money to fuck her over my desk.” My eyes narrow in on him. He squirms in his chair like the coward he is and glances over to our father for support. But he’s chuckling away as if it’s the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “I also know… dear old dad… that you were fucking her, too.”

My father’s hands drop from his head, and he sits up abruptly. “What the hell, Rhys?” he questions me.

“I know a hell of a lot, and I’m just getting started.” I look between my two family members. “What I don’t understand is why?” Not that it really matters why, I guess. “Do you both hate me that much?” The stabbing feeling in my stomach over my family betraying me like this is still there.

“I don’t know what that slut told you, but it’s simply not true,” my father answers angrily. “Why would I sleep with my daughter-in-law? That’s sick.” He shakes his head while making gagging sounds. I knew he would try to weasel his way out of it, so I reach into my bag and pull out the pictures of him fucking my wife in his office. I threw up when I saw the images and videos of my father and Stanford fucking my wife all over town.

Are they that desperate for pussy that they would betray me like this?

My father grabs the photographs and looks at them. His face pales. Then I hand Stanford his images, which he snatches from my hand, not believing they could be real.

“Is there not enough women in Manhattan for you both?” Staring at them, I sigh.

“She came onto me,” Stanford answers weakly.

“So?” My voice raises.

My brother looks up from the photos, and I can tell he’s genuinely remorseful for his reactions, which surprises me.

“I refused her at first.” He shakes his head. “But she wouldn’t stop pursuing me.” He looks up at me. “She came to one of my parties. Things turned a little crazy when she pulled out the coke. Next thing I know, she’s on top of me, fucking me. I blacked out for a little bit and came to with her there.” He shakes his head. “I was fucked-up. She told me if I told you, she would kill me.”

I look over at Stirling, who looks equally confused.

“She told me you liked it. That it was revenge.”

“She blackmailed me into continuing it. Said that she would tell the police that I raped her.”

I’m confused.

I don’t understand.

“She said the same thing to me,” my father adds, swinging my attention back to him.

“You going to use the drug defense, too?” I ask angrily.

“It’s not a defense, son. It’s the truth,” he replies quietly.

I stand abruptly and run my hands through my hair. This is not at all the way I thought today was going to go. I pace back and forth, trying to work out what the hell is going on.

“I hired some girls to have fun with,” my father starts. “Things turned a little wild. One of them blindfolded me, and then one thing led to another.”

“That doesn’t explain you fucking my wife,” I reply, thumping my hand against my chest.

“When I pulled the blindfold off, it was Madison on top of me.” I stare in astonishment at my father. “The other girls had gone,” he explains. “I was furious, of course. I pushed her off me then cursed her out. I threatened her,” he tells me angrily. “But she simply laughed at me. Told me that she would kill me if I did anything.”

I begin to pace again because nothing is making sense.

“Why did you both keep fucking her?” I understand the first time, but anymore and there is no excuse.

“She was incredibly persuasive.” My father’s unable to look at me. “Madison is a beautiful woman.”

“But you paid her.” I stab my finger into my hand. “I saw the bank statements.

“I gave her money to keep her mouth shut,” Stanford pipes up from the corner. “That’s what she requested.”

“You are

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