Page 74 of Masters of the Game: Cobra
The Monday after they’d had their heart-to-heart talk, he’d called Eloise Markam into his office and had given her a choice. She could resign immediately and still receive her pension, or she could be fired and receive nothing. She resigned.
The only reason she gave for her actions was that she felt she knew better than he did, what people would add stress to hislife. She felt part of her job was to reduce their access to him. Desiree was glad that her grandfather had seen Eloise for the manipulative woman she was.
Desiree had never been happier in her life. And her and Cobra’s wedding had been beautiful, definitely something she’d look back on with joy. She would be moving into the brownstone with him and looked forward to doing so after they returned from their honeymoon.
Camille and Léandre’s wedding a few months ago in Paris had been beautiful as well. Camille had made the trip to New York to be Desiree’s matron of honor. The couple had arrived a week before the wedding to take a tour of the city. They looked good together, and Camille had told Desiree about the billionaire who would be financing Léandre’s next four productions.
Also, it seemed Léandre’s father had finally seen the light and had decided to let his youngest son live the life he wanted. Mr. Beauchamp had also provided a nice financial backing for future productions. With her clinicals out of the way, Camille intended to open her psychology office.
Desiree glanced around the room. It would soon be time for her and Cobra to go upstairs and get dressed to leave for their honeymoon. Compliments of her grandfather, they would be spending three weeks at an exclusive resort in the Swiss Alps. She had added it to her bucket list after Camille had told her how beautiful the area was.
“Ready to begin our honeymoon?” Cobra asked.
“No.”
He lifted a brow. “No?”
“No. I’m ready to begin the rest of our lives together.”
As if not caring that they had an audience of over three hundred guests, he pulled her into his arms and whispered, “I love the way you think, Mrs. Masters.”
He captured her mouth with his, once again reminding her that for them, it had all started with a kiss…
