Page 14 of The Heir
"Oh wow. Who in their right mind would turnyoudown?" Anna giggles, causing me to cut my eyes at her, as does King, who gets an odd expression on his face.
"That's okay, I won't be turned down for long. It's only a matter of time."
"Not if you keep being such a man, it won't be," I mumble, taking another sip and pointedly ignoring him turning his gaze back to me.He gives me a wicked smile, his eyes lowering to my lips before addressing Anna, yet keeping his eyes on me.
"You be careful around this one, Anna, she'sfeisty.Might bite your head off."
This time Anna's laugh doesn't sit right with me, and I fight back a wave of jealousy at their interaction, no matter how small.
I scrunch my nose and then snap my eyes at him. "Yeah, okay." I scoff irritably. "You wouldn't know what the hell to do if someone bit you,would you?Out here giving warnings to people over something you know nothing about." I just can't help myself, he brings out my nasty side that makes me want to fucking hit someone.
He looks over at Anna now, raising his eyebrow. "See what I mean? Hope you never do anything to piss her off." His eyes flit back to mine, holding my eye contact for far too long.
I look away, feeling my heart begin to race.
He really is too handsome.
Reluctantly, my eyes slide back to his, just now realizing he's shed his suit jacket and has rolled the sleeves of his shirt up. My God the man is ripped. My mouth goes dry at the sight of his corded muscular forearms and the veins that rope under his skin. His chest is thick, and I have a momentary vision of it flexing while he holds himself on top of me. My clit pulses at the sudden thought.
Oh God.
I down my wine. "Okay, well. Enjoy your business dinner since you cut our meeting short and all for it, so,no needto hold you up here." I lick my lips and smile at him, making it nice and soft. "And I'll see you next month," I say sweetly.
Too sweet.
"Bye, King," Anna says.
King's headwhips around so fast I jump in my seat. He turns his eyes back to her, and my skin pricks at the unexpected, cold look he gives her. "Anna, when you address me you may useMr.King. Not King."
His voice is the sternest I've heard it yet, making me breathless.
"Oh,I-I'm sorry."Anna's face falls as she leans away slightly. So do I honestly. His energy just sucked all the life and fun out of our immediate area. The cold tint of his gaze upon her gives strength to the shiver that races up my spine. "I just thought because she called you-"
"Well you are nother, and you cannot do what she does. She is the only one who calls me King. Remember that," he interrupts.
And with that he turns from her swiftly, leaving her mouth hanging open as she tries to get out that she's sorry. Her weak sounds fall on deaf ears as he ignores her and instead pins me with a rather blatantly annoyed look. Surprising me, he leans into my ear, placing one hand on the tabletop in front of me, and the other next to my head, effectively caging me in.
His breath slicks over my sensitive skin, making my nipples draw tight. The tips of my fingers go numb, and I quickly loosen the tight grip I have on my wineglass, not wanting to accidentally shatter the delicate crystal.
However, I don't master control of everything: I clench my legs shut as my pussy twitches in response at the way this magnetic man just made it his business to crowd my space without my permission. His deep voice penetrates my very being, and I stare in shock at Anna who seems as if her eyes are about to fall out of her face.
It's then I see she's not the only one staring; there are patrons being nosy, and the staff have even slowed down to look over here. King's leaned in so close that I can feel his lips caress the shell of my ear, and his breath brush softly against my ticklish spot, giving me goosebumps.
"I would know what to do if you bit me," he says in a low, seductive tone. "But what wouldyoudo if I bityou,right now, in front of your friend?" His hand slides on the tabletop as he moves his body even closer, curving in his shoulder and shielding me from Anna."Hm?"
My heart rate picks up to a concerning speed, causing me to flex my fingers, The wine sloshes in my glass, betraying how nervous I am as my brain scrambles for a response, but I've got nothing.
King waits a beat before turning his head slightly to catch my eye, keeping his voice low so Anna can't hear him. "Tell me, Izzy. What would you do if I took your skin between my teeth and made you feel what I can do to you?"
His use of my nickname is almost as jarring as the words he'd just uttered.
My lips part in a desperate bid for air, and his eyes flick to them before his own curl in an amused grin. I almost jump when his gaze raises back to mine, startling me. But the chill within it's depths sobers me instantly. A haughty brow arches, letting me know how serious he is. That bite comment was not playful, it was dead serious, as is his next words.
"You are more than welcome to challenge me however you want when we are in my office behind closed doors. But when we are out in public, you will watch that fucking mouth and what comes out of it when you address me. You will respect me, not just as your business partner, but also because the fact that my very existence and my position in this city and my influence commands it." He pauses for a second, and I fight with everything in my soul to not pant, turn red, or betray that I'm turned on in any way to Anna, who's leaned over in the booth as far as she can to stare at me. I lock my body down. "Furthermore,you will not let yourself be seen as my weakness. Do you understand me, Isobel?"
Verbally stuck, I only manage a quiet "hmhm."
"This is youronlywarning. And watch your fucking friend, she's bad news."
