Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
The entire room goes quiet, and the ten of them huddle together to read what was left for me.
“Watching you? What the hell does that mean? Are they keeping tabs on you?”
Finn is shaking as he paces the floor. “You won’t be alone from now on. You will always have us there to watch you, but Eve, you need to report this to the cops. You need to make sure they know that your life is being threatened.”
Jake is visibly shaken. Maybe as much as I am.
They promise to take care of me. Each one of them assures me that I will never be alone. They will rearrange their schedules to cover me always. I guess this is what I needed to hear—to know that they care for me as I care for them.
I take the letter back, nodding my head at them. I will make the call, even though I hate to get the police involved in this. I’m not one to run for help, but something inside of me is telling me that this is legit and dangerous.
They’ve killed before, and I know they will again.
“Please let me have a moment to make this phone call. I’ll be fine with you all outside of the door.”
With some reluctance, they all exit the office, but not the hallway. I can hear them fine-tuning their plan while I call the police station. Transferred to a detective, I am asked to come to the station to file a report and give them pictures of Ash, Draven, and Lars.
I had just hung up the phone when they walk back in, all of them looking as frazzled as I am.
“I’ll need a ride to the police station to file a formal complaint and give them evidence and pictures of those three.” My voice quivers. I’m having a hard time even saying their names now. It’s all suddenly so real.
I stare at the men surrounding me, studying the concerned looks on their faces. They care about me, and I need them. I sigh and lean against the door to my office as I watch them gather up coats and compose themselves. A crinkle against my back catches my attention. I reach back and grab the paper attached to my door. The list.
I think back over the past few days. I don’t need this. I was wrong. I rip it up dramatically while none of them are watching. It’s a moment, just for me.
“Me, Gustav, Max, and Theo will go. Jake, get the company limo. Eve won’t go there alone.” Brandon barked out his order. I even jump, yanked from my thoughts.
For the next 5 hours, I spent time with two detectives explaining what had happened at the Gala, and the vacation home.
Of course, when they asked why I fired them, I never once mentioned the murders. I’m too smart for that. In the end, all I got was that it would be considered—but I could tell they took the threat seriously.
The ride back consisted of me telling them what happened and us setting up a plan. By the end of the evening, they’ll have a schedule ready detailing who will stay with me and when. I feel a little better after all of this is said and done.
Back at work, I try to pull it all together, get back into the routine of being the boss, but in the back of my mind, it’s always there.
The one thing that I feel is safer.
With ten men guarding me day and night, I feel like I will be okay—but still, I find myself glancing over my shoulder more than I ever did before.
I think anyone would be doing the same.
Chapter 22
Eve
A new client walks in. She has a very expectant air about her. I immediately dislike her, but a client is a client. It’s not up to me to judge. She’s very posh, and very different from our normal clients.
“I’m looking for something in particular,” she says, almost as if I’m expected to know what that is.
“Well, how can we help you today?” I say. I fold my fingers together to help keep myself level.
“Are all of your employees here today? I’ve heard good things about them. There’s 10 of them, right?”
“Yes, and we are currently on walk-in status as our next appointment isn’t for a few more hours.”
She lays down ten thousand dollars and my eyes grow wide in shock. Looks like we got ourselves a VIP.
“I would like time with all 10,” she says firmly. “As much as I can bear.”
All 10 of them agree to the job, and run through the rules with her. Especially letting her know there’s no sex involved. She explains she’s very experienced with being dominated and wants a more extreme experience than she’s had before, and not to hold back on her. Give her the full gambit of everything they are able to do.