Losing her grandfather and her brother, having three weddings called off. It's a lot to bear. It's a wonder she's so normal and nice, isn't it?" And then Tiffany remembered Ashley's remark yesterday afternoon about someone's cute butt getting whipped. She almost giggled as she considered what kind of fantasies Ashley must have on the Channel. But hell, if a little naughty spanking took the edge off of her nerves, so what? That was the beauty of the Channel: Nothing was real. She turned to her husband. "You playing cards tonight with your group?"

"Yeah. We'll have dinner at the club and play there," Joe told her. "You don't mind being alone, do you?"

"Of course not," Tiffany said with a smile, and she patted his shoulder. "You need your nights out." And I need the Channel, she was already thinking. Tonight she was going to let the young sultan spank her, and then he would fuck her brains out. No. She didn't mind Joe's card playing after work at all. She welcomed it!

Chapter 2

Ryan Finbar Mulcahy winked at the receptionist in the foyer of Alexander, Stoddard, and Kingsley as she told him to go right into Mr. Pietro d'Angelo's office. He heard her giggle behind him, and he grinned. She was petite and blond and cute. Just the kind of girl he'd marry if she weren't so damned young. Was she even twenty? he wondered. And he winced, realizing that the receptionist was probably young enough to be his daughter. He had nine months to go until he was forty. It was a sobering thought.

"What's up, Ray?" he asked as he lowered his long frame into a chair opposite the desk. "What's so urgent that you have to drag me from work?"

"Your mother called me a few weeks ago," Ray began. "She and Frankie don't like what your other sisters are doing. You know they've lined up a buyer for R &R, don't you? What the hell is the matter with them, Ryan? Wasn't what your dad left them enough? Unfortunately there's no way around your dad's will."



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