TWENTY NINE

The leaked photo made me realize I had some loose ends to tie up that needed to be addressed right away before anything else leaked. What should have been a relaxing shower turned into a cold one thanks to Aliyah and her little striptease. I have work to do, and I can't do it with an aching erection. My thoughts race as I sit down at my home office desk and dial the private number that has come in handy on several occasions in the past.

"What's the matter, boss?" Nathan inquires.

While I was still at home, I wanted to call the head of my security department. Not to sound paranoid, but the last thing I want is for anyone to overhear and sell Nathan's job to the media. They're already on my tail, looking for blood in any way they can. At least at home, I'm confident that my line is secure and that I'm not at risk of being exposed. I wouldn't put this task in the hands of anyone other than Nathan. For a long time, he's been my right-hand man behind the scenes.

"Well," I