Trinity (The Executive's Affair) by Elizabeth Nelson Page B

slept peacefully and without nightmares. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Laszlo, their baby, and their future together. She never thought it would happen to her, but it had. She'd found her happily ever after with the man of her dreams.
     
    CHAPTER ELEVEN
    "May I help you?" said the woman behind the front desk. She was chubby with thick glasses and a bad complexion.
    "Yes, Mr. Cstary to see Congressman Ross." Laszlo kept his face blank and his demeanor cool despite the overwhelming urge to barge into Jason's office and beat him bloody.
    "Is he expecting you?" she asked looking at him over the rim of her glasses.
    "No, but it's imperative that I see him. Today." His voice left no room for an argument.
    "And what is this regarding?"
    Laszlo cleared his throat. "A potentially large personal contribution to his campaign fund."
    And with that the woman smiled. She picked up the phone and announced his visit. "The Congressman will see you."
    Of course he will, the slimy bastard. Laszlo smiled coolly. "Thank you." He entered the office with a confident air of authority, knowing he wouldn't leave until he got his way.
    "Mr. Cstary, what an honor." Congressman Jason Ross gave Laszlo's hand a firm eager shake. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Jason smiled broadly. "I'm sorry, please have a seat." He nodded to the chair in front of his desk. "Can I offer you a drink? Scotch? Bourbon?"
    "No, thank you." Laszlo took a seat and waited until Jason was seated across from him.
    "Okay, well, what can I do for you today?"
    "For starters, you can stay the fuck away from Trinity Collins." The color drained from Jason's face and Laszlo smiled with satisfaction. Hit 'em hard and hit 'em first. It always worked.
    "Uh, I'm sorry, but I don't know—"
    "Cut the shit Ross. I know all about you and your involvement with Trinity." Jason gave him an icy stare as if that would intimidate Laszlo. It was laughable. "I also know it was you who attacked her the other night."
    "That's a serious accusation, Mr. Cstary. I assume you have some proof." Jason folded his hands on top of his desk.
    Laszlo remained relaxed in his chair. "I have her word."
    Jason laughed. "You haven't learned by now that her word means shit?" He shook his head. "You seem like a smart man. I thought you would've known that."
    Clenching his hands into fists he took a calming breath. "I'm not here to discuss Trinity's character with you."
    "Then why are you here? You still haven't said."
    Laszlo stood. "I want you out of Trinity's life."
    "That's not possible. You see, she stole something from me. Something very important and I'm not giving up until I get it back."
    "Oh, you mean these?" Laszlo pulled a small manila envelope from his inside jacket pocket and waved them in the air.
    Jason stood with a stunned expression on his face. "Are those…?"
    "Yes, Congressman, these are the pictures you're so desperate to get back."
    "How did you get those?" Jason came around the front of his desk. "That bitch swore she was the only one who knew where they were."
    Laszlo loved it when his opponent squirmed. It was a rush to be the one in control, the one who held all the cards and had all the power to do as he wished with it. "That bitch happens to be my fiancé. When you attacked her, you fucked with me and trust me, Congressman, that is not a good thing for you."
    "No, I don't think you realize who you're messing with." Jason pointed in Laszlo's face. "I'm a goddamned United States Congressman. I've got contacts all over the world that will do what I want without a second thought."
    "I'm sure that's true, but I have a hell of a lot more money and resources than you do." The desire to hit him was all-consuming. Laszlo straightened his tie. "So, this is how this is going to work. I'm going to give you back these pictures and I'm going to make a generous donation to your campaign fund. In return, you will never contact Trinity or her brother ever again. Is that clear?"
    "And if I say