CORRUPT LOYALTIES BY EMILY BOWIE EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: EMILY BOWIE
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Soren
Age 25
I WALK THROUGH OUR newly constructed casino that the mayor,
after some light coaxing on our part, graciously approved. The
machines’swirling lights and bells send a jolt of adrenaline to the players in
front of them. The players are like little mice being coaxed to the prize, but
in their case it’s just one long journey that leads nowhere. Sure, some wins
are bigger than others, and the big wins? Those players always end up
spending it back plus more.
Our vents pump extra oxygen onto the casino floor to help with the
patrons’ excitement and energy levels. The machine I’m walking by begins
to ding, signaling a win, and the lady in front of it jumps up and down. The
win sounds impressive, and the psychology behind this industry says that
those endorphins coursing through her body will be exactly what we need
to keep her playing. Everything on this floor is about keeping them playing.
The security on the floor gives me a head nod as I walk toward our back
room. I place my hand on the sensor and it turns green, the lock sliding free
with a click. The door closes behind me as I step up to an eye scanner in
front of another door. Opening my right eye wide, the scanner reads my
retina before I’m welcomed into the secure area.
“That’s not how things are done!” my father, Alesso, bellows at my
brother Cyrus.
Cyrus gets right into his face. “I’m in charge, old man, not you.” His
voice is icy, with a dark edge. They stand toe to toe with each other. The
two of them can’t be in the same room for more than five minutes before
the fighting begins.
Our father takes a healthy gulp of his drink. Each mouthful turns his nose
a darker shade of red. His dark, beady eyes fire imaginary daggers at Cyrus
while his free hand feathers over his gun holster.
“You’re a figurehead, boy. I’m the one who holds the purse strings.” His
hand shoots out, pointing toward the door. “You can go play big bad Don
out there, but in here, behind closed doors, what I say goes.”
I blow out a breath, tired of this argument. Five years ago, our grandfather
named Cyrus heir on his deathbed instead of our father. The tension in our
family has been suffocating since.
“I was groomed to run this empire, and that’s what I’m doing,” Alesso
seethes, his jaw tensing while his molars grind.
“Then why am I Don and not you?” Cyrus challenges, and it puts my
father over the edge. His hand curls around his gun, the safety clicks off,
and he points the pistol at Cyrus
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