Chapter 25

"Your daughter is remarkable!" Micah spit out the water he gurgled and smiled. He was weird to me, he seemed liked such powerful man, but to be so disgusted by blood was shocking. "Micah what do you do?" I ran my fingers through Xoana's hair. He looked down at me, his gaze was unreadable. "The is a financial investment firm." He whispered. I frowned. I meant what he really did, my husband would be so evident on respecting him. "Seriously." "Oh, I buy out businesses and turn them into cartels." "And you're afraid of a bit of blood?" "What do you-" "In this line of work people die every day, some instant, others tortured, you're telling me... you haven't taken part in this... tradition?" I leaned back, my husband nudged my arm irritatingly, but I ignored him. "I have what his called hemophobia. I've had it since I was a toddler. My father hated it, so he tried for another son, but he only got females. So naturally being the first born male I inherited the company. It isn't by cho