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Dominik shakes his head. “No. I have to get across town. I’m meeting with Micah this afternoon. I want to get this matter settled first.”

“Micah’s in on the construction deal?” I keep my tone level, but my insides tremble with irritation. Micah Ivanov isn’t a Staszek. He shouldn’t have his damn hands anywhere near our business. I don’t give a shit if he’s married to our little sister.

“No. Lena’s hosting a fundraiser at one of his restaurants next month for the Staszek house. I’m just going over there to make sure he knows it’s a Staszek event. I don’t want the Ivanovs or their associates pushing us out of the event. He gives our sister what she wants, but she forgets underneath it all he is still an Ivanov.”

Micah would never betray Lena. He’s sacrificed for her, as much as she has for him. But Micah would still take an opportunity to nudge us out if given the chance.

“You better get going then. I have shit to do,” I push up to my feet and walk him to the door.

“Kasia will want you at the house this weekend for family dinner. Dad will be there, and I’ll be sure Lena will be there as well. It’s been a while since we all sat down for a meal.” He yanks open the door, trying to end on that note.

“I’ll see. Probably.”

I’m saved from his lecture by Nora popping in the doorway.

“Hey, Dominik.” She smiles brightly at him. Her pixie haircut makes her look innocent and sweet. But I’ve seen the woman during club hours. She’s anything but.

“Hi,” Dominik greets her. I doubt he remembers her name. No woman matters since he found Kasia. I can’t imagine having so much energy put in one direction. When there are so many beautiful women in the world, why limit yourself?

“You look beat, you sleep okay?” She breezes past him and into the office, flittering about my desk with papers.

“Hard night with the baby,” I say on his behalf. She finds what she’s looking for. “Wait, don’t go. I want to talk to you about some new ideas for the club.”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Her gaze flickers from me to Dominik. She’s not ignorant. She doesn’t know specifics-I wouldn’t endanger her that way-but she’s not a fool.

“Okay, no problem.” She relaxes her stance, waiting for me.

“Talk to you later,” Dominik says, then with a wide yawn heads out of my office.

“So, what’s the new idea?” Nora asks with as much enthusiasm as I feel for the project.

“Expansion,” I tell her and her eyes go wide.

“Expansion? Where? Jakub, I can barely keep up with this place now as it is.” She waves a hand through the air. She works her ass off for me. It’s a lot to ask for her to take on even more.

“We’re looking into buying next door. Maybe we can make a second dance floor with VIP rooms upstairs. I’m not sure yet.” I should have grabbed coffee on the way in, but it doesn’t really matter. Right now I could use a stiff drink.

She’s quiet for a moment, then rolls her eyes with a heavy sigh. “Fine. Okay. But I need more help.”

“What sort of help?”

“Well, right now, I need someone that can handle all the private bookings. We’re going to be heading into wedding season soon and the bachelorette parties are going to start pounding down our doors.”

She’s asked for this before, but I didn’t see the need. It’s different now. Right now I need her on board with the expansion.

“Okay. Hire someone. And when we start working on the new project, we’ll hire more staff for over there. Maybe we’ll get a separate manager for that portion of the club.”

The relief in her eyes secures I’m getting what I want. “Yes. That would be amazing.”

“Okay then. It’s done.” I make my way around my desk. “And I want you to take a weekend away from the city next weekend. You and your husband, put it on the company card.” I wave her away and pull out my phone from under the papers she’s put down. More reports to sign and send over to the accountant.

“Thanks. It might be the only way I can get Jeremy out of the house,” she smiles and heads to the door.

I watch her as she walks away. When I first laid eyes on her, my mouth watered at her delectable curves. Now, eight months later, I still see her beauty, but I’ve tempered my desires with the business. But if I were her husband, I wouldn’t need to be dragged anywhere with her. I shake my head after she closes the door.

Marriage only mucks up everything. You go from wanting to sink your cock into your girl every single night to crawling into bed and barely kissing her good night.

No, the single life is better. Find a woman, devour every bit of her, then cut loose before things get too serious. It’s like having dessert for dinner every night the rest of my life.

Dominik may want me to settle down like he did, but I’m not him. He has a family to run, and he’ll still need to have a son in order to be sure the Staszek family is turned over when the time comes. I’m the second son. Dominik gets the responsibility, and I get the fun.

The marriage bug may have bitten him and my little sister, but I’m more than prepared to keep it from getting its gnarly teeth anywhere near me.

I’m never going to marry.

Ever.