Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
She loved it when he commanded her to do what he wanted. There was something sexy when he gave her orders.
They had also had sex in the pool, in his car, and at one of his casinos.
Leah didn’t know where they found the additional time, but it had been an incredible two weeks.
Frank asked her if she’d told Cain how she felt. No. There was no way she was going to tell Cain how she felt. There was a big chance he didn’t feel the same way, and then she would have ruined a good thing.
She didn’t know what Cain’s goal was. When he offered her the chance of death or working for him, there hadn’t been a deadline. She didn’t know how this was going to end between them. Would he send her on her way? Put her to work elsewhere? Kill her? Keep her?
She didn’t have any of the answers, and the truth was, she didn’t want to ruin what they currently had. It was special.
She wrinkled her nose, as she didn’t know if it really was special or not.
“What’s wrong?” Cain asked, startling her.
She’d been so distracted by her own thoughts, she hadn’t seen him arrive. Usually, she kept an eye on everything to know when he was around.
“Nothing.”
“You were shaking your head. Has someone pissed you off?” Cain asked, and glanced around the club.
Leah knew she was going to have to face the reality of whatever his answer would be, but that wasn’t going to be in this moment.
“You,” Leah said.
Cain returned his gaze to her. “What?”
“You’ve pissed me off. You and only you,” she said. She might as well come clean. She was pissed that he was taking her to do business but then leaving her behind.
“Care to elaborate?” he asked.
She glared at him and then got to her feet and reached for his hand. If he thought they were going on the dance floor, then he was very much mistaken. She was not dancing with him.
Moving past the dance floor, she took the door that stated it was for staff only, and then walked him back up to his office. She ignored the staff they passed, and the moment they were inside, she turned and locked the door.
“If you wanted me alone, all you had to do was say so,” Cain said.
“This isn’t funny. This isn’t even a joke. What are you doing?” she asked.
Cain looked at her, and she watched the smile leave his lips, which she hated, but this needed to be said. She folded her arms across her chest, and waited.
“I need more information, Leah,” he said.
She took a deep breath. She was not the kind of woman to cause a scene, or to express unnecessary hurt. She pointed to her outfit and then toward the main window that overlooked the club. Cain did this to all his nightclubs. He saw the club, but the people didn’t see him.
“This,” she said. “Why have you dressed me up like this and then brought me here?” she asked.
She was so very close to stomping her foot, but she was able to control herself.
“Do you not like the dress?” Cain asked.
“It’s not about liking it or not. I want to know why you did it?” she asked. “What happened? You were quite happy to have me with you when you were punishing those that stepped out of line or threatened you. I saw you kill, and now what?” She dropped her hands to her side. “What am I right now?”
Cain looked at her and frowned.
“I don’t get what happened.” She hated that she even had to ask this.
“You’re upset?”
She didn’t agree with him and instead waited to find out what he had to say for himself.
“Nothing has happened,” Cain said, and he moved closer toward her.
“Then why?”
“I had to test you,” he said.
“Test me?”
“To see if I could trust you.”
She stared at him and frowned. “What?”
“You attacked my son, yet you didn’t go to the cops. I offer you either the choice of death or to come and work for me, and you jump at the chance. I had to know why.”
“You thought I was a snitch?” She shook her head. “That makes no sense. The cops are in your pocket.”
“Some cops are in my pocket, Leah, but there are those who would love to see the end of me.” He took another step toward her. “I had to know if one of them had gotten to you.”
“I don’t trust cops,” she said.
“I know that now, but I didn’t then.”
“And now?”
“I know I can trust you, and sometimes I don’t want you to see what I’m capable of.” He reached out and cupped her cheek. She stared up into his eyes and saw the sincerity looking back at her. Cain wasn’t lying.
She closed the distance between them, but she didn’t immediately do what she wanted. She pressed her face against his chest, breathing in his scent. Leah loved the way he smelled. It was so masculine and fresh, and yet not heavy at all.