My looks get me a lot of things, my brain gets me even more. Lix Stone

"Thanks everyone for coming to this meeting."

It was early Monday morning and Sextacy operations were closed to business, only open for a few office workers. This was a good time for him to meet because Frederick was out of town on "business" so it was easier to meet under the radar. He looked around the large boardroom at his family, his wife, and his three daughters around the round table. That was all he needed to get started to get his company back. They all had shares in the company and they could easily vote Frederick out, but it was not about votes.

It was about the money.

Frederick held the lion's share because he put more in when they started the business. He was a small operation when he first started Sextacy, now it was an empire with more to offer than just exotic performers. They offered gynecologist services from him, sex therapy from Jae, and other services that included massage services, after-hours dates, sex classes, and of course the private parties that brought lost of money.

"Dad, what is really going on?" Jae asked. "Where is Uncle Frederick if this is a business meeting?"

He called them there when they all normally took Mondays off because they worked the weekends. He had not told anyone he was trying to get the dirt on Frederick and push him out, except Kendra. He wanted her to get close enough to him to find where the money was, he would do the rest.

"No, this is about family baby girl. I need you to step up and be the leader I know you can be."

She smiled at him. "You know I am Daddy. Does that mean you're retiring and ready to give it all to me?"

"Damn Jae, Daddy is not that old, why are you trying to get him to retire? Sheesh!" Erica said.

"Fuck you! He's rich, retire early, and enjoy life...but you wouldn't know anything about that because you make your money fucking randoms."

"And you spend your money fucking randoms, difference?" Erica spat back at her.

"You need to check which girl downstairs your baby daddy sticking tonight before you worry about who I'm fucking. Stupid ass!"

"Girls!" he shouted out to them. Hearing his daughters fight over their sex life was not new to him, but made him cringe every time. Yes, he raised them to be free with their sexuality, he did not raise prudes, but they still were his little girls. Far as he was concerned, they were all virgins.

"Sorry, Dad. You see I'm the most responsible to take over, not stripper Barbie or the knock-off Coco Chanel."

"The what?" Kendra jumped up. "I will beat yo lil ass."

"Girls!" He rubbed his temples feeling a migraine. He raised them in his home and this was how it was till they all moved out, well except Kendra. When they got along it was great, when they fought he was in the middle of a war zone.

"Girls, you know your father gets migraines and you all are quick to trigger one. Calm down." Rosaline, his rock, his heart, the love of his life always knew when he had just enough. She never had to raise her voice at the girls, her tone made them calm down quickly.

Kendra sat back down and he watched as the girls visibly got their act right together. Jae was all Rosaline, the fiery temper. Kendra was more him, generally cool and calm. Erica was a combination, and that was more deadly than the others. You never know what you were getting with her. Plus she was still young and immature.

"Listen, I brought you all here to figure out how we can get the empire from Frederick's hands. He has controlling interests, not us."

"What?" Jae looked dumbfounded. As much as she wanted to run the business, she had no clue about the day-to-day operations. She was not a money person. She never worked on that side of the business. That's why she was not ready to take over what he spent the last twenty years building, whenever he chose to retire.

"Frederick gave me the initial loan. Opened Sextacy II and Stone's," he said, referring to their nightclub in St. Louis. "Once I built up enough money to gain control, he would not let me buy him out...so we're doing a hostile takeover."

Jae sat back in her chair and let that marinate.

"But he's Uncle Freddy," Erica said. "If you just ask him nicely, I am sure-"

Rosaline interrupted her. "No! Quite the opposite. He's been trying to take everything from us, on the low. Your father suspected such, so we put things in motion to keep an eye on him."

"Like what?" Jae asked.

"Like me," Kendra said with a smile. She pulled out her tablet and tapped through it. "According to my findings, Unc has over fifteen million stashed away at several overseas banks...illegally. Not sure about how or why-"

"After college, he went to New York for a few years...it wasn't legal work," he admitted, something he knew about but did not care when Frederick asked to invest. "I took his money knowing it was dirty because I had a young family to feed and I knew I had a solid business idea. And all this," he looked around the boardroom where pictures hung of their clubs and various performers on stage. "I built this, through hard work and determination. All legal here in the great state of Illinois. I run a respectable business, something I want to hand down to you girls one day."

"He's also been skimming the books, Daddy. I found another three million that should be in the company account that is in various of his personal accounts...including one setup up in auntie's name."

"I know about that one," Rosaline said with a nod, referencing whatever she had in the works with Nicolette.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Jae still looked confused, looking at her sister. "Why does Kendra know so much? All she does is sit on her ass and sew."

"Bitch, shut the fuck up."

"Hey!" he yelled out at his girls. "Kendra's been working as Frederick's assistant for a few weeks. Good info baby girl."

Kendra gave Jae the middle finger and licked out her tongue at her.

"Dad!" Jae stood, slamming her hands on the table. "I can be a source on the inside as well. Let me help."

"No baby girl, we have enough eyes on the inside," he said, with a nod at his wife. He knew she had Nicollette doing whatever she could to watch the money.

"What your father is saying is, keep it in this room. No one else should be privy to the plans we're making."

"And you treat your uncle Frederick as if everything is still A-1. Understood?"

His girls nodded in affirmation, then he excused them to go about their day. He stayed at the table with his wife sitting across from him looking as gorgeous as ever. He was a man that had done many things in his life, good and bad. Falling in love and marrying Rosaline was one of the good. He did not know what he would do if he lost her as a part of his life.

"You love me baby?" he asked her.

She stood from the table and walked to him. "Now why would you ask me that?"

"I don't know. I'm not a perfect man. I've done some shit."

"But I know about the other women. I don't care."

Yet, he did not know how she would feel about one of his ladies having his only son. He did not know if he would ever be brave enough the confess that to her. It would hurt her too much.

He took her hand and pulled her to him, down to his lap. He snuggled against her neck, planting soft kisses on it. The mother of his three beautiful girls. He would never not love this woman.

"I love you more than anything in the world. I want you to know that. I love my life with you, I really do."

"Here you go being all sweet and romantic." Rosaline slipped her hand into his pants, she knew he was already aroused. No one made him as hard as she did. "Oooo!"

"Rosie, we're more than just sex, right?"

"You're so hard, my love." Rosaline went down between his legs, on her knees, undoing his pants.

"Wait." He pulled he up to him, kissing her lips. "I'm trying to tell you we're more than sex. I've been with you more than half of my life now. We have a family together, and a business. Sex is great with us, but I don't want that to be all we are."

"Of course not sweetie, we complement each other in every way. And you're all mine. You are sexy and smart, and a fucking amazing lover."

While they kissed like star-crossed lovers, her hands were giving him a hand job, releasing some of the tension he was feeling lately. She knew just what to do to get him relaxed before she went back down on him and finished the job.

He was never giving up his life.

A/N: Something is about to blow...excuse the pun.