Lucien - Silvia Violet Page 0,4

at ease. And if he were in my office, he wouldn’t be getting himself in more trouble.

But Jimmy wasn’t there. Instead, a shockingly beautiful blond-haired twink sat at the reception desk. My brother didn’t look a thing like an angel, except maybe the fallen kind who would lead you straight to hell, but this boy looked like the sort of ethereal creature who would guide you to heaven after a hero’s death. He looked up at me with bright hazel eyes. “May I help you, sir?”

“You can sure as hell help me,” Devil said, propping a hip on the edge of the boy’s desk.

I didn’t even know the kid’s name, but jealousy sizzled through me. I kicked my cousin’s shin. “Get the fuck off the desk, and quit acting like some kind of animal.”

“Jesus,” Devil said rubbing his leg. “Those shoes you love are fucking lethal.”

Angelo held out his hand to my new receptionist. “I’m Angelo, and you’re very clearly not Jimmy.”

The boy tentatively lifted his hand. Instead of shaking it, Angelo brought it to his lips.

“Back off,” I growled. “Where the fuck is Jimmy, and who are you?”

The boy’s eyes widened, and color rose in his cheeks. “Jimmy got another offer, and he asked me if I wanted to come here in his place. Ms. Carla said it would be all right for me to have a trial day since there wasn’t anyone else here to do the job.”

Carla was my assistant, and I would be having words with her very soon. His voice shook so badly I was surprised he’d been able to get that many words out. He looked away as soon as he finished speaking and began to fidget with the pen on his desk.

“Jimmy got another offer?” I looked toward my brother.

Angelo shrugged. “I’ve not heard a thing.”

I looked back at the boy. I could see his pulse fluttering against the pale skin of his neck.

I wanted to run my tongue over it.

I wanted to see him quiver like that underneath me.

I wanted to make him beg.

But before I could consider any of that, I needed to know who he actually was and why Jimmy had sent him to me.

“In my office. Now.” I gestured toward my office door.

“Sir, I’m sorry. I asked Jimmy if—”

“First lesson. Don’t believe a fucking word out of Jimmy’s mouth. Now do what I said. I’m not a man who repeats himself.”

Slowly, the boy pushed his chair back, came around his desk, and—seeming to try to keep as much distance between us as possible—moved past me and headed toward my office. I turned to Angelo and Devil. “You two jackasses wait in the conference room. Don’t cause me any more trouble. I’ve got enough to deal with today.”

They must’ve realized I wasn’t going to put up with any more of their shit. Angelo shoved at Devil, and they got moving.

“Try not to make him piss himself. I don’t want to have to clean that up,” Carla said as I walked by her desk. I snarled at her, but she didn’t even flinch. Carla was possibly even less afraid of me than my brother and my cousin, but she’d earned it. No one was a better assistant than she was, despite her not calling to let me know Jimmy hadn’t shown up. She knew what I needed even before I did.

“I’ll be talking to you about this situation when I’m through with him.”

“He’s got experience as an office assistant,” she said. “And I liked him.”

I ignored her and followed the boy into my office, my gaze lingering on the perfectly round globes of his ass. I wished to hell I didn’t have pressing business. Taking him over my desk would be a much better way to start the day than a fucking meeting where I’d have to posture the whole fucking time.

I closed the door behind me with a firm click and watched my little twink jump. Knowing he was afraid of me turned me on even more.

“Turn around.”

He obeyed instantly. I liked that. A lot. “What is your name?”

“Pete. Peter.”

“Full name.”

“Peter Kelly.”

He shivered when I gave him a very obvious once-over. Fuck, I wanted him. “So Pete Kelly, how do you know Jimmy?”

“He’s my cousin, sir.”

“Do you work with Jimmy?”

He shook his head, a look of disgust on his face. “No, sir. I try to stay away from everything Jimmy is involved in.”

“Everything except showing up in my office.”

He sighed and looked down at his feet. “I’ve been out of