Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
“Of course.” He seems so freaking cool with this, as if this isn’t a big deal, and then it hits me because he has a plan that doesn’t involve him following her at all—my help will be enlisted, and I’m more than prepared for the job.
“And I’m guessing you want me to send one of my men down there to watch after her.” I own a high-level security guard firm. We handle lots of clients and are constantly growing. My father owned the firm before he retired and reluctantly handed it over to me. I spent eight years in college getting a dual degree in engineering and technology to expand on the company, making it a multibillion-dollar business with my newly designed software—doing everything to please the pain in the ass, only to find more stipulations in the takeover of the company which included waiting to marry.
“Actually…” He smiles and pauses. “I was hoping that you could do it.” He squints nervously at me.
“Me? I’m not a bodyguard.” I’m not going to let anyone else do it no matter what, but that doesn’t mean that I want him to believe that. My dick jolts in my gray slacks, thinking about getting my beautiful woman alone from prying eyes, and now I have his permission, even if it’s not the way he intended.
“Yes, but I don’t trust anyone else with her safety.” And there it is. Fuck. He trusts me to protect his baby sister when all I want to do is fuck her into a stupor, breeding her so that no other fucking cock could claim her.
It’s been all I’ve thought about, so much so that I’ve turned into a prick around her to fight the need to take her when I couldn’t. She hates me and rightfully so, but her traitorous body doesn’t. I’ve seen the way she gets excited when I brush past her, which I intentionally do because I need that slight touch much more than she does. Soon, I’ll satisfy all her desires. The last time I swear I could smell her sweet pussy as she walked past me on the sofa. I wanted to drag ass in front of me and bite her tight little cunt, but Elias was sitting right next to us.
As if I didn’t have an ounce of interest invested in Elena’s activities, I pull out my phone and load my calendar. “I’ll have to check my schedule.” It doesn’t matter what’s on it because it’s all wiped off the calendar as far as I’m concerned. All that matters is making sure the world knows she belongs to me.
“Please. I know it’s out of the blue, but she just pulled this shit on me last night.” Smart girl. Elena knew he’d come up with something to stop her plans if she gave him any more notice.
“Fine. Let’s finish our food because I have to figure out how to take the time off. Also, I’ll need all her information that you can get. Hotel room, flight, etcetera.” Honestly, I’ve lost all interest in food, but I have to act natural when my insides are a complete fucking mess. My mind is scheming while my balls are filling with seed ready to breed her tight cunt.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it right here. I asked her for her information because I wanted to make sure she got there safely. Or at least that’s what I promised I wanted it for.” That’s good, because that bad girl is going to pay for planning this trip in the first place. It’s a betrayal of our relationship that she’s not aware we’re in.
He slides the piece of paper across the table as I pick up my beer. Unbothered, after I finish my swig, I set the bottle down and grab the keys as if unaffected, keeping up the pretense we’re just friends when inside I’m dying for her vacation info.
read the information in Elena’s handwriting, fighting the smile growing on the inside. Elena has no idea how much trouble she’s in when I get ahold of her. It’s going to be fun, and for the rest of our lives.
I have five days to get everything in order and strings pulled, and I will. There’s no doubt in my mind that she’ll be mine by the end of her vacation, and she sure as fuck won’t end up in the arms of another man or he’ll be a dead son of a bitch.
My driver’s waiting for me when I step out of the bar, so I slide into the backseat and say, “Home.”
“Yes, Mr. King.” It’s taken years, but I finally own the security firm, and I plan to use it to my complete advantage when it comes to getting my woman in my arms after all this time.
My phone rings, interrupting my thoughts, and it’s my security detail on Elena. “She’s gone into the changing room with some skimpy bikinis, sir.” A low growl rips through my chest.