Forty-eight

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BRENDON POV

"You have done well," I told my men when they were back from spying on Karyn. "You will be paid handsomely for your service."

They were sitting down on chairs while they awaited their payment. I hadn't paid them fully before their service and it was time. I handed them a brown paper bag and sat down on my desk. "And you are dismissed." With a beam on their faces, they sauntered out of my office, well pleased with their payment. I had traveled to the bank very early in the morning to withdraw such a substantial amount before their arrival. With that out of the way, I thought of a possible error.

I'd gotten an abundance of photographs from them and was partially satisfied. The thought of Karyn sleeping with other men without their knowledge made me apprehensive. I didn't want my wife sleeping with frivolous men. Did they spy on her enough?

My men had been spying on my wild wife for a week and that was not enough for me. I wanted them to do this again. A week wasn't enough. I came off the desk and kicked the garbage bin out of frustration.

Someone knocked and I told them to open. Mr. Henderson, who was one of my financial advisors came in with lots of paperwork in his hand. "Your Majesty, I have remarkable news. Profits are soaring." I grabbed a handful of my hair and laid my forehead against the desk.

He was there to discuss my manufacturing company (Quentin Industries) that imported furniture and other goods internationally. Well, my father started this before he passed away and I inherited billions. I also invested the money on engineering and other ventures. There was so much a hard working man could do.

"Are you alright, Your Majesty?"

"Go on." I laid my hand against my chin and looked at him.

"Also the gold imports are looking pretty good. We need you to review some documents. We will have to send it to the Minister later-"

I yawned. "Give me that paperwork. I have lots of paperwork on my desk that also needed my signature and input and having another added to my stress." He laid it down on my desk and sat down.

He looked at my opened laptop screen, a photograph of Karyn with a mini dress on display. She had a large diamond necklace around her neck and a very fancy looking leather purse. She was heading to a club with a female friend and thought dressing slutty with lots of expensive accessories would make her get all the jerks.

"Wife trouble, I see. Can you admit it, Your Majesty? That separation is adding to your stress. We need you to focus on your companies. The wife will make you lose your focus. We need you."

"I can't stop thinking of my wife and her whereabouts." Fuck!

He tried to reach out for my shaking hand. "We are there for you, Your Majesty. We are more than business associates. We are your friend. I'm not a marriage counselor but I can tell you this. That nineteen year old girl will make you irrational. She is young and love a good time. Look at her."

"I knew she would get back to that party life. And those slutty looking clothes make her look like a cheap whore. Let me show you this." I opened up photo gallery and showed him the other photos. "You can see her ass in this one and you can perceive the shape of her c*nt in the other."

"Maybe you should get a divorce. It is simple."

"It isn't simple, my friend. I am in love with her and need her in my life. Why is this hard?"

"I understood she is a sexy and beautiful creature. She is enough to make you go insane." He closed the laptop, surprising a man like me. "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to waste your time with that very young and wild creature?"

"I'm willing to make it work for us and for our daughter. My princess needs both parents in her life."

"Lucky you it's only one child. Ending the marriage is not difficult. Princess Lyla will not be the only child with divorced parents." He was definitely correct on this one.

"I wished I didn't fall so hard, sir."

"You need to get your life back on track before she ruined you. This girl is trouble and you have enough trouble on your hands, Your Majesty."

"I can't get my life back on track." I got up from my chair and punched the wall. "I need her to change."

"Unlikely. You are her daddy and she has lots of daddy issues, my Lord. She is a spoilt brat who is using you for your wealth. Can't you see that? She still has access to the wealth you had given her and is using it to party and to buy lots of luxury."

"My wife isn't a gold digger." I knocked my fists against the desk. "I know one when I see one. Over the years I've dated several gold diggers. Even though they were quite obsessed with my looks, my status and the good sex, they were focused on my wealth more than my well-being. My wife is different and I can tell you why." I sighed.

"You have fallen too hard, my Lord. She will ruin you and you won't be happy with the outcome."

"I loved her and will do everything in my power to make sure she change for the better."

"She is a wild creature. Why can't you see that?" He said something that made me bitter. "You should punish her by stopping the money she is receiving. I've looked through the transactions and found out you're not complying to the rules of separation. She can only get a small amount every month. You're spoiling her."

He laid down a transaction book on my desk, since he had access to my finances. "Yesterday you decided to change the funding on your wife's matrimony payment. You do know this is against the law."

"I can if I want to, sir. She is my wife."

He laughed. "Fix this issue now."

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