Marcus’s POV
I stared through the grimy window of Nancy’s cramped apartment while she rambled about her chance encounter with Dominic at some upscale nightclub. The thought of those two reuniting was music to my ears. Nancy was nothing more than a calculating gold-digger with expensive tastes, and Dominic remained the same naive fool he’d always been. Let her keep him distracted while I focused on claiming what I truly wanted - that exquisite woman, Gemma.
The irony wasn’t lost on me. Years ago, when Dominic first brought Nancy around the family compound, the boy was completely smitten while she was spreading her legs for half the crew behind his back. Watching him parade around like a lovesick puppy while being cuckolded was one of the few entertaining moments during my final days with the Thorne organization.
"Marcus, are you even paying attention to what I’m saying?" Nancy’s shrill voice cut through my reminiscing.
"You should definitely make another play for Dominic," I replied without turning from the window, still lost in my scheming.
"That’s exactly what I’ve been telling you this whole time!" She sounded pleased with herself. "Besides, it won’t exactly be a hardship. The man looks even better than he did when we were together."
"His bank accounts have grown substantially as well," I observed, watching her eyes light up with greed like a true mercenary.
"This is absolutely perfect!" The mention of money always got her motor running. "Though I have to admit, he seems sharper than before."
"That should worry you."
"Please. I’m not concerned in the least." Her arrogance was both grating and potentially dangerous to our plans.
"You should be. And don’t underestimate his current piece - that woman is absolutely breathtaking."
Nancy waved her hand dismissively. "I can handle any competition. First loves die hard, and I know exactly which buttons to push."
"Sweetheart, you couldn’t hold a candle to Gemma if your life depended on it. That woman is pure perfection."
"Gemma, you said?" Something in her tone shifted, becoming sharper and more focused.
"Yes, that’s her name."
"How very interesting. Do you happen to have a picture of this goddess?" There was a calculating gleam in her eyes that I hadn’t seen before.
"Check Dominic’s social media. He’s not exactly secretive about flaunting his prize."
I watched with growing curiosity as Nancy immediately pulled out her phone and began scrolling. Within moments, a slow, predatory smile spread across her face like poison seeping through water.
"Well, well, well. What an incredibly small world we live in. Lady luck is definitely smiling on us tonight!"
"Care to elaborate?" Now she had my complete attention.


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